What starts out as dinner plans ends as a revelation of true affairs that forces Sally to redefine herself and accept an identity that will stand the test of time.

Sally travels to Paris, France and feels homesick. Finding an unlikely friend in elite French society revives her thirst for freedom.

“Shut the door.” Mr. Peterson slurred. Sally closed the door behind her, eyes fixed on Mr. Peterson; the door’s creaking filled the...

Sally blinked, attempting to open her eyes; she could hear the back-and-forth chatter between a pleading deeper voice and a pretentious...

Ya donno whatcha really made of ‘til you held under fire,” Ezekiel would always say to the little girl, his voice vibrating deeply...