--Part 1-- The sun was just setting as the small pickup slowly turned down the packed dirt street. A single, bald ligtbulb suspended above b...

Periodically, I will be posting stories that I have written. The Rose and the Oak Tree by Kari Yerton Deep in the garden, in a hidden, out-o...

So, I'm once again attempting a foray into the blogosphere. Heaven only knows whether or not I will actually be able to keep up with th...