One step. Two steps. Brick walls towered over her. Decrepit staircases crowded about her. Shouldn’t the place be crimson with blood and black with shame? Ruth turned in circles, needing to take it all in. This was her past. Nothing could ever change that, but she would not let it consume her. The shame of… Read more »
“Have you asked God to forgive you?” May asked. “So many times I’ve lost count.” Ruth’s mouth puckered. “Then he’s already forgiven you. Now you can heal.” Ruth’s head shook from side to side. As a nurse, she knew of no procedure or medication or surgery to remove shame. In my novel A Memory Between… Read more »
Aunt Gloria glanced to the kitchen door. “Don’t worry. Maggie’s not too unhappy. She has your spirit. She’ll turn out just like you.” Ruth wiped her eyes. Successful at a price? Forgiven but damaged? She wished so much more for her baby sister. In my novel A Memory Between Us, the heroine, Lt. Ruth Doherty,… Read more »
High morals? Ruth set a brisk pace down the pathway. Ten-Penny Doherty? High morals? Ruth wanted to scream, and for a moment she thought she had, until she raised her head and saw a squadron of squat-nosed fighter planes – P-47 Thunderbolts, Jack called them. She stretched one hand high as if she could grab… Read more »
Ruth opened the grand front door, and the sunshine made her eyes water. Ma had peace and joy because she loved the Lord and the Lord loved her. Ma was good, but Ruth was – “God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Ma’s favorite verse…. Read more »
Ruth dragged her feet up the steps of the monument and circled the marble rising in carved splendor to golden winged figures on top. She gazed up at Queen Victoria bright in the midday sun in all her marble purity. The queen looked down her pure white nose with disdain in her pure white eyes…. Read more »
