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The phone slipped from Sarah’s hand, clattering onto the hardwood floor. Tears welled in her eyes as she reread the …
The phone slipped from Sarah’s hand, clattering onto the hardwood floor. Tears welled in her eyes as she reread the …
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows as Martha hurried through the Temecula Valley, anxiety gnawing at her. Her father, …
The phone slipped from Maria’s trembling hand, clattering onto the hardwood floor. Tears welled up in her eyes as she …
The worn leather of the briefcase felt heavy in my hand, a physical manifestation of the anxiety gnawing at me. …
My grandfather, Thomas, was a proud man. He worked hard his entire life building a successful carpentry business. He saved …