by Wesley Bryant | Jan 11, 2025 | Shelbyville, Stories
A nurse walked down the hallway his mother walked decades before he did. Beep … beep … he could hear the sounds from patients’ rooms. He kept a small keepsake pinned to his scrubs, a pin his mother gave him when he graduated nursing school. She had once worn the same...
by Amanda E. West | Jan 11, 2025 | Shelbyville, Stories
Mackenzie Respress “kneaded” a way to nurture herself during a turbulent time in her life, so she turned to the art of baking sourdough. As her confidence in the kitchen rose, along with her sourdough starter that she affectionately named “Sally,” so did the requests...
by Amanda E. West | Jan 11, 2025 | Shelbyville, Stories
Amy Neese Jones grabs her buzzing phone from her purse and presses the answer button. Before the “hello” brushes her lips, a dear friend on the other end unravels a series of heartfelt pleas. “My wife has been in the hospital recovering from pneumonia. If I can get...
by Amanda E. West | Jan 11, 2025 | Shelbyville, Stories
Buddy Carter settles into the seat facing the sewing machine. Turning the handwheel, he ensures the needle pierces the folded edge of the purple and blue calico fabric. He pushes the toe of his tennis shoe on the presser foot beneath the table. The needle bobs up and...
by Wesley Bryant | Dec 13, 2024 | Shelbyville, Stories
The people of the year 1000 faced division, uncertainty, and fear for the future. They didn’t know it then, but they stood at the edge of change, transitioning from the Dark Ages to the Middle Ages. Nine centuries later, in 1914, I wonder how people felt as the world...
by Amanda E. West | Dec 13, 2024 | Shelbyville, Stories
Darren and Deena Delin scanned the young man’s application, and their eyes widened. Although they, along with Les Price, oversee the one-year mentorship program for boys at Riverbend Ranch and Retreat in Normandy, they weren’t sure if this applicant would be a good...
