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The Snow Angel, Part Fourteen

Amber nestled a sand-weighted paper bag against the sidewalk, turning it to align with its sisters. She fished a flameless...

The Snow Angel, Part Thirteen

Winter’s breath needled through Amber’s worn soles to bite at her toes. She trudged the walkway, burdens slipping and swinging...

The Snow Angel, Part Twelve

Meg slid the scissor edge along the packing tape and popped the seals free. As she unfolded the boxtop flaps,...

The Snow Angel, Part Eleven

Amber shifted Babygirl to her other hip as Meg opened the front door. A deer-stalker capped fellow turned on the...

The Snow Angel, Part Ten

Citrus, thyme, and basil scents wafted from the kitchen. Angela wriggled on her mother’s lap to grab a handful of...

The Snow Angel, Part Nine

Hickory and poultry scents wove through the neighborhood’s brisk air as Amber lifted her cherub-faced daughter from the car. White...

What’s More Delicious than a Writers Conference?

Hello, my beloved readers! I’m taking a short break from The Snow Angel, but there’s a scrumptious reason. Richer than...

The Snow Angel, Part Eight

Instruments clattered. Latex gloves and masked faces loomed beyond the blur of Amber’s squinted eyes. She groaned louder and deeper...

The Snow Angel, Part Seven

 Intense pain seized her abdomen. Amber doubled over and staggered backward, knees faltering. Cradling her womb with one hand, she...

The Snow Angel, Part Six

 The damp scent of snow tingled at Amber’s nose as she waddled across the parking lot. Handbag clutched tight, she...