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**A Home for Hope** Oliver had always looked up to his older brother, taking cues from him even as a child.

Teresa always woke up before her alarm, as if she had an internal clock. She’d get up, wash her face

Bethany always woke up before her alarm, as if she had an internal clock ticking away inside her.

Margaret always woke before the alarm, as if her body kept perfect time. She rose, washed her face, and

**Three Letters Without a Return Address** It was quiet—no wind, no rustling leaves, no birdsong—as though

**The Enigmatic Painting** Emily sat in the back seat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits

Come to Me… Annie couldn’t stand her body. Since childhood, she’d been chubby and envied the slender

The Perfect Family “Oh, I’m nervous,” Alice paused outside the building. “

**Three Letters Without a Return Address** The air was still, not a whisper of wind, nor a rustle of

The Nasty Old Woman Charlotte stepped out of the taxi and waited for little Emily to climb out after her.