Rusty and Flo
An Imperfect Jewel
Apple Butter
Original Fiction by
Patricia Crisafulli
What mattered now was using those jars one more time, to send them off full instead of thrown away empty.
Ticket to Heaven
Original Fiction by
Bria Burton
T he old man dressed like a silent film star: black and white suit, shiny shoes, a cane, and even a top hat. The hat sat on the bench and the cane leaned against the back of it. His head of curly white hair moved like a Bobblehead doll.