La vida

The Parable: “Three Perspectives on One Situation” One afternoon, three women stand by a

**Diary Entry** I lay on my back, Martha’s head nestled in the hollow of my collarbone. Her leg draped

James lay on his back, the weight of Martha’s head nestled in the hollow of his collarbone.

Oliver lay on his back, the weight of Martha’s head nestled perfectly in the hollow of his collarbone.

**The Road to Happiness** Rodney walked home from work. It was a fair distance, but the evening was warm

“Mum, if you interfere, I’ll leave. Forever.” On her birthday, Eleanor woke up early.

The Road to Happiness Simon walked home from work. It was a fair distance, but the evening was warm

Katie barely slept until dawn. When she opened her eyes, sunlight filled the room, and Victor stood by

**Another Smith…** Oliver felt Emily’s fingers brush against his arm. “What?” He opened his eyes. “Is it time?

The girl stood on the other side of the railing. There was no doubt about her intention to jump from