Friendship

The better part of every life, Is spent in making friends, The years leave many broken things, That only kindness...

Jack tossed the papers on my desk -- his eyebrows knit into a straight line as he glared at me....

Last night was the last game for my eight-year-old son's soccer team. It was the final quarter. The score was...

Once upon a time the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best. The...