…sadness is a powerful foe, maybe harder to keep down than happiness…

It thought about the magic that happens when you tell a story right, and everybody who hears it not only loves the story, but they love you a little bit, too, for telling it so...

In the book, hummin bins made castles, and towers up to the sky. They tamed the animals and took care of them. And hummin bins helped each other. They were always good.”When I was done,...

There is never enough time for fun.

I was saying the right things, but not the really true things.

And all the best words together couldn’t hold the happiness.

I just loved making words into stories by the sound of my voice.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little...

It wasn’t till they were on the bridge that Delly asked RB, “So, Ferris Boyd’s your favorite?” She didn’t mind, mostly.RB answered so fast, though, she knew he wasn’t fibbing. “She’s my favorite friend,” he...

…how do you run and play when you feel like there are bricks of the heaviest sadness weighing down every part of your body? How do you laugh and talk when there are no laughs...