USA

The afternoon sun beat down mercilessly on the pristine white flagstones of the hilltop

The dust of the grand Roman arena hung thick in the afternoon heat, a

Edward Harris had always believed he knew his wife. For nearly fifteen years, they

Margaret had been preparing the dinner since early morning. She chopped vegetables, set the

The first thing she felt was darkness. Not the darkness of a room at

The rain had started as a steady drizzle, but within an hour the mountain

The lonely dirt road cut through miles of dry grassland, and there was not

The chandeliers sparkled above a room filled with laughter, expensive gowns, and polished smiles.

The afternoon sun hung low over the dry grasslands when a call came in

The frozen lake looked solid from a distance, but every step closer revealed long