Eleven-year-old Shawn had recently moved to the small town of Salisbury, Idaho, with his parents and six-year-old little sister, Amanda. They arrived in an old but well maintained Station Wagon and moved into a large suburban house with a two-car garage and white picket fence. Although his sister adjusted to life in Salisbury relatively quick,…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Johnathan Sandow
My Darling Katherine, I apologize for my delay. The train which I have boarded seems to have broken down in a tunnel which no light can penetrate. It's been very quiet and I've kept to myself as to not create a disturbance. Most here, at least of those from my car, seem to have the…
Where We Put Our Faith
Matthew sat alone at his desk in the living room, the only light coming from the computer monitor in front of him and the kitchen through the doorway. Smoke rose up from the cigarette between his fingers as he stared at the bright screen. It had been a particularly miserable day and he felt completely drained. He scrolled down…
Letters from Unsung Heroes: The Train – Ester Heraldine
Dear Mildred Pardon my lateness but I have been stuck on the train for almost two whole days. There seems to have been a power outage of some sort and we're stranded in the tunnel. I'm not sure how much longer it shall be, but I hope the power is restored soon; people seem to…
Taradiddle Soup 