Flame of Love

FLAME OF LOVE “I can master it,” said the Ax. His blows fell heavy on the hard, strong steel. But each blow only made his edge more blunt until he ceased to strike. “Leave it to me,” said the Saw. With his relentless teeth, he worked back and forth....

Brownie Crumbs

BROWNIE CRUMBS Mrs. Baughman was my 6th grade Sunday School teacher. One morning, she brought a pan of brownies to our class. As the goodies sat over by her chair, she gave each child a slip of paper marked with a household expense: house payment, utility bill, phone bill,...