Mormontown – Tanner Lee

We couldn’t be what we wanted. Weeks included boy scouts, church prep, church, game night, and the same the next week. We rode in boats and helicopters, paintballed, camped in the mountains, played sand volleyball. We dreamed of high school girls. Community men looked after us and told us about a God that watched our thoughts. They taught us the …

The Hour of Lead – Mark Braidwood

Gabriel’s grandmother was eighty-one and every birthday she would give a rueful smile and say, “I’m blessed to be alive. And another year late for Jack.” Jack was her husband, who died a long time ago. He had gone to serve in the war without knowing his wife, Eunice, was pregnant. He never met his daughter. That daughter was Gabriel’s …