The funeral was fast approaching, but the body was nowhere to be found. If Blackwater was the type of town to hold a late-night vigil, if Edward were perceived as a loving father left to raise two children on his own, the street outside would be full of small candles, flowers and words of prayer.... Continue Reading →
Craving escaping from moments of waiting! Waiting and wondering and pondering still. The waiting remains in silence and hating, A waiting against my will.
Every Friday, the kids of Blackwater Private would gather in the quadrangle for a morning assembly. From where she was standing, Elizabeth could see Jordan standing a few feet away from the bulk of his class with his head down. To everyone else, this was normal, but Elizabeth could see he was in pain. It... Continue Reading →