No gimmicks, or trickery to be had.
"She loved windchimes." That line still echoes in my head.
This morning I read a news article about a young woman whom I have never met that had been kidnapped, raped, and murdered. This afternoon I went to the house of an old man, sickness permeating his body, a few hours before an ambulance took him to the hospital. Soon, he too shall die. Few … Continue reading A debt that all men pay