“Logan, lights out; it’s time for bed!” Beth called out from the hallway.
“Yeah, I just have to level up!” Logan yelled above the noise blasting in his ears through the headphones.”
His thumbs moved furiously across the game controller. His avatar did his bidding on the screen and fought his way with a lightning-powered saber past an army of alien soldiers and a giant, winged, acid-breathing serpent. Continue reading “Level Up”
(As seen in CFW Event #13)
It was the second step up to the podium that sent Marc lurching forward. He landed on a little plastic tree that had stood beside the pulpit for nine years without being attacked by a clumsy young pastor.
Deacon Barrett gave Marc a hand up and set the tree to rights before slipping back to his seat.
Marc nodded and murmured “thank you,” as he stepped to the pulpit.
He cleared his throat and pulled the microphone closer. Continue reading “Quarter-Sized Love”