“At My Father’s Funeral” The church smelled of lilies and rain.Mourners whispered beneath the vaulted ceiling, their voices a blur of condolences and…
The fluorescent lights of the convenience store hummed, illuminating the contrast between the world outside and the small tragedy unfolding by the dairy…
The chilling prognosis echoed through the sterile hospital corridor: “She has thirty minutes, at most.” The words, heavy with finality, were for Clara…
The silence that fell over the house after Ethan vanished wasn’t the quiet of grief; it was the heavy, suffocating silence of accusation.…
The Breeding Ward The hum of machines was the only heartbeat left in Room 409 of Crestfield Memorial Hospital.Inside, a man lay motionless…
It started with a decision she didn’t have to make.A man in a tattered jacket stood at the ER counter, clutching his side,…
The roof ticks when it cools, the lavender hums like something alive, and the sunset paints my land in gold no bank can…
The night he told me to leave, he didn’t even look up from his phone.“She needs a place to stay for a while,”…
I never liked funerals—especially those of relatives. The smell of daisies, the whispers, and the looks of pity made me sick. The sky…