Stepping Out

Stepping Out

I paused for a moment at the lip of the plane door. One last moment to feel safe and secure and clean. One last moment in my comfort zone. I sucked in a deep, hot breath of sticky air as an unfamiliar scent encircled my head and tickled my senses. It’s hard to...
The Adventure Continues…

The Adventure Continues…

I’ve never camped a day in my life. When I was 11, I read The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn and convinced myself I was the reincarnate of Tom Sawyer.  I ran through the woods around our house, bare-footed, building forts out of branches and trying to fashion a...
NO.

NO.

A hot tear rolled down my cheek as I worked to straighten my twisted frown and fake a shred of composure. I had told myself I wasn’t going to cry. I saw a wince dance across Coach Miles’ face as his eyes began to redden, as well. I stared into the watering...