I never said a word. There was a fire in me, burning since that afternoon. My soul, which had lain dead for so long, swelled as he spoke and flashed into flame when he looked at me – that look he had, seeing all you had done, all the ways you had killed and buried...
Claudius held down the man’s arm, although he did not struggle. I held the point to his wrist and raised the mallet, flung it down. The spike made a thud, driving through skin and muscle, a small clink as it reached the wooden beam. The Jew gasped, exhaled a long hiss...
From above, it looked like war. A large crowd was moving down the hill, led by a woman who had long been going downhill and had nothing left to lose. Another large crowd was climbing toward them, led by a man with nothing to gain. They collided at the cemetery outside...
Participants in this month’s “Journey of a Life-Giver” training in Uganda, led by June, Patrick, and Amanda. (From June’s notes: These faces I carry with me. They are new facilitators in East Africa from our training in Uganda. They are...
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