The streets were crowded and yet John felt loneliness cling to him like a wet blanket.   He was walking out of the city proper, passing

"MY CONFESSION" The walk back to the church was treacherous. There was construction work being done to the church's basement and that

It was the first real hot day of the summer and my mother had excused us right after lunch, telling us to go outside and play. She had

Evening was beginning to fall in the small town of Bakers, Maine. It had snowed heavily earlier in the day and the temperatures were

The drive should have taken about an hour. The ride was routine and Hans was familiar with the country roads, even in the early darkness

The Accountant Howard Canon was a small man, well rounded and not without an unpleasant face. He had two patches of gray hair on either