Pretty Myself

How One Unexpected Breakdown Became a Journey to Remember There is something strangely peaceful about driving through Montana. The sky stretches endlessly, the land rolls out in soft waves, and…

A Strange Evening on a Quiet Street Usually by early evening Brighton Avenue was tranquil. Little row houses on both sides of the street softened deeper in the street, burning…

The Night the Lights Wouldn’t Stay Still Mara hated working the overnight shift at the 24-Hour Diner, but she took what she could get—she was saving up for college. The diner…

The Secret That Slipped Out at Checkout The grocery store was noisier than normal for a Tuesday afternoon. Shopping carts squealed along the tiled floor, kids pulled at snack shelves and the…

A Quiet Goodbye at the Edge of the Highway Mia Turner stood alone at the small bus stop at the edge of Cedar Town. It was just after six in…

A Quiet Morning at Bean & Hearth There was always a quiet loveliness about Maple and 3rd on weekday mornings around ten. The morning rush had worn away, the lunch crowd…

A New Day on Willow Street The sun had yet to fully rise when life on Willow Street began to stir. It was this type of neighborhood where some mornings felt…

What Happened in 7B Maplewood was the sort of town where everyone was polite but no one talked too much. Neighbors did not engage in lengthy discussions. For many, the only way…