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Your New Chance

Your New Chance

The sun waved her goodbyes over the treetops. I buttoned my jacket as the night air descended upon the garden. A flock of birds flew overhead, heading home. “God, I love this time of day,” “I know you do.” “I’m curious why you...
God In The Garden

God In The Garden

The birds took refuge from the heat in the nearby oak trees. I should have left the garden and found shade, too, but the okra sprouts desperately needed watering. I wiped the sweat from my brow as I walked to turn on the spigot. “It’s too early for it to be this hot,”...