Foster Kelly
For many children, I think it happens early on. Even if at that point they’re completely unaware of it, there’s that moment where everything changes: gray turns to black and white, open windows… Read More
For many children, I think it happens early on. Even if at that point they’re completely unaware of it, there’s that moment where everything changes: gray turns to black and white, open windows… Read More
My heart was instantly confused; in the same second it broke into a sprint, smashing against my ribs with blunt and forceful knocking, sounding alarms of all kinds deep within my eardrums, and… Read More
The acerbic expression melted away the second she smiled up at me. Like her brother, it was a beautiful smile, white and straight, but somehow more polished and affecting. One side of her… Read More
He gazed around the garage. “Yeah, where should I throw this away?” he asked, aimlessly searching. Standing near enough that I could make out the translucent blond hairs on his muscled chest, I… Read More
The twelve of us filtered to the back of the room. At the back line, I waited until everyone had acquisitioned the furry rugs and beanbags, and then found a seat on the… Read More
Sunlight filtered in from the overhead skylights, illuminating the tops everyone’s heads and splashing everything else with a soft, canary haze. Everything about the large, open room was inviting—which was why, I supposed,… Read More
Forced to keep a slow pace, I gazed around idly, taking in the full scope of the greenhouse: the ambrosial smells, the melodic sounds, the flowers and foliage leaping from the Earth in… Read More
The chateaux, in its prime, was inarguably the most stunning property on the block consisting of eight houses—or so we were told by Monsieur Desmarais, the previous and only owner before us. Elderly… Read More