Though Stella drove them to the funeral, Will, Polly and Becky opted for the long walk home. Will appreciated the opportunity physical...

“We should have gone with your father, but I was too afraid.” Will wanted to pull away, but Cora held her in her grip. “His choice was...

Had her mother not been dying, the visit would have been Will’s best homecoming ever. Although just nine, Becky exhibited a maturity that...

Polly pulled onto a long drive leading to a large white frame house, which bore its century-plus existence with stately grace. A porch...

Will descended the stairs of the small plane and found herself under a lavish sunset. The Upper Peninsula airport that marked the end of...

A dark crystal tower dominated the landscape. It sprang from a fracture in the earth in the center of the city, blooming from the soup of...

The clouds looked like huge puffs of popcorn. Will pressed her forehead to the cool window of the jet and peered at the earth below...

She led the group through aqua water, past brilliant coral formations, through schools of orange and yellow-spotted fish, past...

Will headed south. She thought she might go as far as Antarctica -- all the way to the Pole, maybe. Perhaps the little shits would turn...

Louis Armstrong's trumpet painted the walls of the little craft with soaring blue notes. He climbed, she fell. The contrast pleased her....