Jodie pulled my blue lifejacket from the back of the minivan and handed it to me. “Do you have the map?” she asked, a hint of panic edging into her voice. “Don’t worry, I’ve been planning this trip for over a hundred years.” The sarcastic exaggeration might have been much, but it was ridiculous to think we could get lost canoeing around the shores of… Continue reading “Be At Peace” A Short Story
Vanessa Marie Caron, Author 