I was born in the flat fertile Mississippi Delta in 1940. I grew up in a white clapboard plantati...
Summer wheat, heavy with grain, waved in the July wind, and when touched by the afternoon sun, ca...
Rachel, After the Darkness is a continuation of the struggle in which Jane Gaddy intricately desc...
Lee sat in the window facing the Bridge as calmly as his emotions would allow, waiting the moment...
Lee Payne sat alone on a park bench, gripping the worn leather journal to his chest and facing th...