Category Archives: Lesson 3

Flare Up                                 Lesson 3. Christmas Week at her mother-in-law’s house was not an event Nat had looked forward to. The twins were two and a half and she wondered how much had changed inside the house since their visit … Continue reading →

Sally opened her credit card statement and saw big a big charge on it she didn’t recognize.  She then called her credit card company. “This is Tara,” said the customer service representative.  “How can I assist you?” “There is a charge … Continue reading →

The next day was Sunday, and Jordana went to church. Adela went off with the Catholic girls, who were mostly in the majority, but Jordana waited for the dozen or so who walked down to the protestant chapel, very small, … Continue reading →

Lesson 3 - MasterCard – Conflict in dialogue Mark waved the envelope in the air.   “Amy, is this what I think it is?” he asked.   Amy’s heart sank as she saw the familiar MasterCard logo. She had been so … Continue reading →

The late autumn full moon shone silver rays in the night darkness, creating a patchwork of night black and lit areas around the house. A Black SUV stopped near the house. The inner light of the SUV came on as … Continue reading →

Teddy and ME went into the Kitchen to get something to drink they both overheard Blaze talking to Kallie in the dinning room. Kallie”Is ME really that bad for Teddy? I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy.” Blaze … Continue reading →

The Unsettled Heart By Alma Fenter What a beautiful day. The sun was shining so brightly through the trees as Kara Anders walked toward her office. Kara took her key out to unlock the door and realized the door stood … Continue reading →

It’s true what they say. When you think you’re about to die, time stops and visions really do flash in front of your eyes. At least it was true for me on that dusky rainy evening I lost control of … Continue reading →

Jenna rushes downstairs where the light from the kitchen is glowing. “It’s okay.” Blake hollers, holding his phone in one hand and a partial rim of a broken glass in the other. Jenna takes a calming breath, her son should … Continue reading →