Was Her Resting?
He could see the vertical blinds moving when he was halfway up the driveway. Even though she could neither see nor hear, Delta would always come to…
Kirk Forlatt
Kirk Forlatt is a wannabe freelance writer, older than the dirt in which he grows tomatoes, trying to come to grips with the fact that his desire for truth has made him unwelcome in the organized church, in most places of employment, and in the 21st century in general. He sometimes blogs here and sporadically comments on Gab here. He can be contacted at kirkforlatt [at] gmail [dot] com.
