My Hope is Built: Daisies (Part Three)

They stood there, Sadie with flowers outstretched and Ms. Moses with the stock of her old gun nestled beneath her arm.   Neither one could tell you how long they stood that way, but slowly Ms. Moses began to lower the double barrel and Sadie felt herself exhale.   She couldn’t remember in all of her twenty … Continue reading My Hope is Built: Daisies (Part Three)

My Hope is Built: Ms. Moses (Part Two)

It was mid-morning and the air was still cold even though the sun had melted the morning dew.  She’d cleaned up the modest kitchen, put away the cast iron skillet and washed out the coffee pot.  She made her way to the bedroom and pulled the cover up over the sheets.  She gently brushed her … Continue reading My Hope is Built: Ms. Moses (Part Two)