The Essence of Faith The Essence of Faith The freshly painted clapboard church sat near a small creek, its white purity glorified by the neatly trimmed
A Heart Thing -Flash Fiction by BR Chitwood- * What was I doing here? It seemed a sad inertia was in control of my body.
Breaking Up Jan Cowper was a bit late in her arrival at the restaurant for a dinner date with her live-in boyfriend. “Sorry I’m late,
Hear My Scream by BR Chitwood – My Archives Lost my family! A devoted wife and two sons who cherished me! Lost my job! Lost
The Midnight Call The lights of the city were being slowly swallowed up by a darkness made more visceral by thick clouds-covering the moon and
©Above It All The fire was dying down to flickering embers, and the sudden coolness of a clear night slowly burrowed into my slender frame.