Shattered
Do you remember when I shared a short story last year? I’m super duper excited to let you in on a […]
Serafine could not believe it. Grammy did it. She heard every word. Every detail. She had spared no expense. No
Serafine looked over the pond remembering her carefree days as a child. Grammy made sure she wanted for nothing. She
…my favorite book, tucked near my favorite passage. Have fun! [featured-image single_newwindow=”false”] Serafine did not agree with Grammy and she told
Serafine gripped the steering wheel tightly, slowly rolling her hands back and forth. She was nervous. [featured-image single_newwindow=”false”] She ducked
Serafine stared at her cellphone on the end table. She couldn’t recall the last time she’d spoke with her father.
Rachel paused. Serafine stared at the letter. The music playing softly kept them from sitting total silence. [featured-image single_newwindow=”false”] “I
“Miss Jo, you were always something,” Rachel said. [featured-image single_newwindow=”false”] She surveyed the room knowing she had explicit instructions, which
“Grammy, you lied.” [featured-image single_newwindow=”false”] The words felt foreign to Serafine LeClaire as she said them. Josephine LeClaire, her grandmother,