Four weeks in, as a petition for absolution, I hiked, occasionally encountering other pilgrims as we weaved France’s verdant, wooded,...

My stepmother’s name was Alice, but I called her Malice because she haunted my childhood and was the evilest person I ever knew—and for...

“This is my favorite part of the drive,” said Alberto. We were cruising over the 18-mile span of the Atchafalaya Basin Bridge, en route...

It was an ambush! John Ware and his South Carolina militia men had successfully defeated the well-armed redcoats at the bridge. But...

Mellow, easygoing, that’s how Jamie’s friends and family described him. Some tied it to his frequent pot smoking. Others linked it to his...

Corporal Maxwell had progressed faster than Space Force Sergeant Jackson had anticipated. In a few short months, he had already logged...

I’ve lived five years next door to Ira Schwartz, but we never exchanged more than a brief hello. I stopped in to check on him a few...

Henry opened his eyes to sunrise slanting beneath the overpass. Summer humidity clung to his skin like wet cotton. From the distance,...

6:00 AM Ryan had finally tired of waking up in an empty bed. Grief had run its rollercoaster course over the last five years, and his...