A plant I cannot kill

I frowned, pressing my fingers into the soft, dark soil. “They look a bit droopy, don’t they?” asked my husband, unhelpfully. “Yes, but…

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An invisible world

Photo by freestocks on Unsplash The boat pulls away, leaving the three of us standing silently in the sand by our rucksacks, watching…

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Hidden danger

In the darkness, the walls reverberated, and I stirred in my bed. In the dark, I could hear my son’s soft breaths. His…

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Locked in and locked out

If there were tumbleweeds in Greenland, they would have been blowing down the street today. Instead, the snow blew low along the frozen…

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