The Party

The Party

I don’t like to stand out in a crowd. I’ve always tried to blend into the background, be quiet and listen rather than speak. My clothes are modest, nondescript, and I wear little or no jewelry. I’m a plain Jane, a country mouse, eager to scurry away from large...
Coping with Grief

Coping with Grief

I woke to sunlight streaming in through my open window, making wavy patterns on my covers. The unmistakable smell of autumn swirled into my room like a crimson leaf, and the morning air still held the warmth of summer as if reluctant to let it go. I basked in my cozy...