The blast had damaged his spinal cord in the lower thoracic and upper lumbar regions. It left him paralyzed from the waist down. The doctor said the injury was complete.
He’d never walk again. Continue reading “Walking by Faith”
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Third Window from the Left
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There it was. Third window from the left, five floors up. The white lace curtains still hung down from the silver rod like a veil concealing the treasure behind it.
He could still see Larisa standing there that day eight years ago. He’d turned back one last time and cast a glance up toward her window. She stood, curtains parted, looking down at him with a look that sent shards of longing and remorse through his heart. Yet he’d gotten in his car and driven away. Continue reading “Third Window from the Left”
The American
August 21st, 2065
Bosmat Compound, Tel-Aviv
“He’s American.”
Stein sighed. “He’s the best we’ve got.”
Pax cocked a brow. He made it sound like they were scraping the bottom of the barrel. But halfway into World War IV, Continue reading “The American”
Whitney L. Schwartz 