The young man sat in front of the keyboard for what seemed like forever. His eyes re-reading the email for the umpteenth time, but while he could see the words and he understood, the brain didn’t comprehend the whole situation. He knew that there were senior officials in front of him, he was the …
Eyes of Mercy – By Npmr
John walked into their bedroom and found Marlena curled up on the sofa, fast asleep. His heart breaking, he knelt down and brushed her hair off her face. Hush, close your eyes And I'll keep you safe "Seems like I'm forever saying sorry. But I never meant for this to happen." He searched …
God Help The Outcasts – By Npmr
I don't know if you can hear me, Or if you're even there. I don't know if you will listen to a humble prayer. You once listened to me, or so I believed when I thought I was protected by your grace. When to me as the saying goes, ignorance truly had been my bliss, …
Grown Up Christmas List – By Npmr
Marlena walked quietly through the crowds at Salem Place. While she smiled to those she knew her heart felt so heavy and she was close to tears. She found herself stopping in front of the Crystal Castle, where the children were all lined up to take photos with Santa and to tell him of …
I Remember – By Npmr
I watch her as she paces across the room, her hands in constant motion as if in their small way, expressing what she is unable to say. At least say to me. Since we asked her to help the woman Bo loves, I could see her slipping away from me and yet, while …
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