Travelers of the Edge

Travelers of the Edge

They stood, Helen and Webster, side by side in black water beneath a canopy of moon-bleached trees, trunks white as ghosts raising slender claws toward the streaks of shooting stars. ”I’ve never seen them like this,” Helen said softly. “So many...

Something for the First Time

A fella posed a question the other day that caused me pause…  He asked, “When’s the last time you did something for the first time?”  Not when’s the last time you did something again for the first time in a long time. But the last time you did something for...