Short Story: I Was a Paralytic (Based on Mark 2:1-12)

“I would prefer to stay indoors today,” I say calmly. “Sunlight might not be good for my bones.” “Nonsense!” my friend objects, standing in the doorway of my bedroom. From my position I can see there are others behind my friend. “Who is out there?” I inquire. My friend turns around as if to seeRead moreRead more

Short Story: How to Fundraise

“. . . And a quarter page ad only runs fifty dollars.” The elderly woman stirs from her sleep. Who is this person talking and what is he doing on her porch? “Excuse me?” she says when she identifies a teenage boy standing on her porch steps. “Do you realize I was taking a nap?”Read moreRead more