Fred I know how I appear to people. I dress in fine clothing; I drive a nice car. Upon first appearance, most people would assume a man like me to be a rich yuppie. The truth is, I came from a mid-middle class family in a relatively poor area. Not shacks and outhouses poor, asContinue reading “Chapter Six”
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Chapter Four
Paul Six Months Ago Sweat is beading upon my forehead. The skin on my arms feels tight from the assault of the morning sun. Today the skies are clear and there’s no September breeze, which I would gladly welcome. I pray for a breeze, but God wants my submission. I’m okay with that. Finally, theContinue reading “Chapter Four”
Chapter Three
Sybil Present The first thing I notice is that the office is cold. Not just the temperature, but the dark, muted colors and the sharp angles of the furniture and chairs. This is obviously strategic, but I believe for most clients it probably has the opposite effect. Sitting in a small room with a therapistContinue reading “Chapter Three”
Chapter Two:
Four Months Ago Paul The chapel at Safe Haven is small and simple—akin to a church in a Thomas Kinkade painting with its white Greek Revival style structure boldly boasting its purity and virtuous humility, its steeple standing tall among its surroundings, guiding somber souls to its sanctuary. The wood grain of the inner wallsContinue reading “Chapter Two:”
Chapter 1: Escape
The snow on the ground crunched beneath his bare feet. The burning pain was fading; he could barely feel the cold, or the wet, or the protruding sticks, or the stones threatening to gash the cracked, naked soles that carried him. They were rapidly growing numb, and he knew he would soon lose all feeling.Continue reading “Chapter 1: Escape”
Preface
The C&O Railroad courses through the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains, connecting it from the coast of DC to the upper perimeters of Michigan. Only it felt like it didn’t really lead anywhere, if that makes sense; all it did was pass through our Great Valley, paying no mind to anyone, and leaving those behindContinue reading “Preface”
The Pondering Pot 