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Other than my husband snoring next to me in bed as if he were in a tree-cutting competition, the house was finally quiet—a rarity in the...

The sun was setting. Beautiful hues of orange and pink peaked through the window. The house was so old; you could feel a chilled gust of...

Muffled murmuring quickly hushed in the school auditorium when Principal Carson approached the podium. “Good afternoon, students. You all...

A wonderful aroma of cinnamon apples filled the air. Clarissa patiently waited for her husband to return home.  The door flew open as...