I turned to see a young woman with bed hair, wearing a only a thin nightdress.

“The heavy smell of incense gave me an uneasy feeling as if I had walked into a …”

“The children we birth do not belong to us. They belong to God. We are simply th…”

“Papa was our strength and the very fiber that wove our family together. He was …”

“Have you forgotten me?by Nancy B. BrewerThe bricks I laid or the stitches I sew…”