Caleb set his bag on the end of the bed in his uncle’s guest room. Titus’ house was small, and only had two bedrooms. They had agreed the boys would both keep their belongings in the guest room, but Travis would sleep in the bed and Caleb would sleep on the living room sofa. “You…

Jonathan turned the steering wheel to make a hard right onto the gravel driveway that led to his sister’s house. The gravel crunched beneath his tires as he carefully navigated around the deep furrows that had been worn into the road. There were trees on both sides of the long drive, until he rounded a…

  Sweat dripped down Abigail’s back, as she flipped the burgers on the grill. She had left for home as soon as church was over that morning, while her husband, Jonathan, stayed behind. She was attempting to get lunch on the table without heating up the kitchen in the old parsonage. “Mama?” Nine-year-old Olivia was…

It was Caleb’s fifteenth birthday, and he thought no one remembered. His mom didn’t. She never even came out of her bedroom before he left the house. His brothers were already gone when he woke up. When he got out of bed, he rummaged through the clothes on the floor of the bedroom he shared…