Was He Really Jesus?
It was a quiet Sunday afternoon in a small suburban town in America. The sky was soft blue, the kind that made everything feel calm …
THE GIRL ON THE BUS
The bus was suffocating. It was one of those late-night city rides where every inch of space was occupied. The air smelled of metal, sweat, …
NO WAY OUT
The warehouse office was silent except for the faint hum of an old ceiling fan. A single hanging bulb cast a yellow circle of light …
The Forgotten Backpack
The hallway at Lincoln High was louder than usual. Lockers slammed. Sneakers squeaked against polished floors. Someone laughed too hard at something that wouldn’t matter …
WRONG SUSPECT
Soft white ceiling lights filled every corner of the room. The bed was neatly made, the curtains slightly open, letting in a faint glow from …
