Apples. Trees.

"Mommy?" It was my two-year-old daughter's voice. I heard her when I went up to bed. She was sitting up in the bed, clutching a book. In the dark. Two or three hours after I had put her to bed. This was the same book she had asked me to read…

A Soldier’s Life

[caption id="attachment_1672" align="alignleft" width="209"] William C. Bryant, Sr. 1944[/caption] He wanted to be a paratrooper. He was a good soldier, and a tough but respected drill sergeant, but he dreamed of jumping out of planes. He submitted his application as soon as they announced that Black soldiers would be considered for those…

Midnight Run

The sound of quick footsteps woke me up. I looked around, listened. My husband was sleeping next to me. I hadn't heard the bathroom door, but maybe one of the kids had gotten up and was headed back to bed. I waited. I didn't hear anything else and almost drifted…
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