It had just finished raining, but Brookdale Park looked like a war zone. Mud pooled on the paths, shining like broken mirrors. Laya Anderson, ten
Month: December 2025
Heavy snow hit the ancient farmhouse windows hard and didn’t stop. The night was very chilly, and the wind howled over the eaves like it
The Forest of Ardennes—December 16, 1944 The men of the 106th Infantry will never forget the sound that started it all. Thunder. It wasn’t thunder,
My husband sat smugly with his legs crossed during the divorce court, declaring, “You will never touch my money again.” “That’s right, honey,” his mistress
Mom laughed and said my son needed to understand his duty, while my sister dragged him across the yard and yelled that he had ruined