La vida

**Just the Way of Things** Emily hurried home. The slushy snow still held patches of stubborn ice beneath

The dew still clung to the grass, the mist slowly retreating to the far bank of the river as the sun

**Uncle Paul, or Life Goes On…** Simon sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the wall.

**Uncle Paul, or Life Goes On…** I sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the wall.

The soft drizzle needles her face, stinging her eyes. Emily trudges forward, longing to be home.

Driving Lessons Emily pulled her Mini Cooper into the office car park and hurried toward the building entrance.

Another Problem… “Jul, come on, please,” whined Sam. “I don’t want to. I don’t know

The dew still clung to the grass, the mist slowly retreated to the far bank of the river, and the sun

Just Fate Emily hurried home. Patches of ice still lingered beneath the slushy snow, making the sidewalks

**Driving Lessons** Emily parked her Mini Cooper by the office and hurried toward the entrance.