As I stood over the gray-colored stone, the rain soaking me through, images flashed before my eyes. The way he'd taken care of her so delicately, took her everywhere he went and fixed any damage that he caused. My fists curled up, nails digging into my skin. It'd been an icy cold day when it … Continue reading She


The Clock

I've seen the same clock in my grandparent's house for as long as I can remember. It's always in the same place on the dresser with the red flowers. When I was a child, I learned that my late grandfather handcrafted the clock himself. I distinctly remember my parents jokingly referring to it as Grandfather's … Continue reading The Clock