Author: Harlan Covington
Hearing footsteps, Olivia swiftly deleted the messageone that confessed how desperately the sender missed
She mewed softly, hopefullyas if pleading for helpbut passersby either didnt hear or pretended not to.
**Diary Entry 3rd November** That day, a woman I hadnt seen on my doorstep in years turned up.
The sky drizzled softlylike a delicate veil of rainwhile people hurried past with umbrellas raised and
Early Autumn Morning on a Workday – The Town Still Yawns, but Tires Already Hum on the Country Road.
Late autumn, early morning on a workdaythe city still yawned, but tyres already whispered along the country road.
The father noticed a bruise beneath his daughters eye and made a callhis son-in-laws life was about to unravel.
Life sometimes hands us unexpected gifts. My story began one night while I was asleep, and my dear friend
The fence is the only place that doesnt drive me away. Sometimes I feel like Ive grown attached People
The Journey of Rebirth After Motherhood: Invisible Wounds and Endless Love Few images capture the reality
“Uncle, please take my little sistershe hasn’t eaten in so long,” the boy pleaded