You met at an InterVarsity meeting, you told me. You saw her across the room and asked a friend who she was. “Her name’s Becky—and she has a boyfriend.” But when the boy left the picture months later, you became friends. You offered to give…
They sat in the same room, but they lived a hundred miles apart. The woman was in her rocking chair, which slowly creaked back and forth. Her fingers moved busily as her knitting needles made steady clicking sounds. The man, sitting in his recliner, held…
The tourists have gathered thickly today, Walter thinks. Brightly raincoated little ducklings all huddling under their umbrella mothers, trying to escape the muggy mist sifting from the sky. Though he has been watching them do this for forty years, it never fails to surprise him…