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Corinne Smelker
Heaven Bound
Featured Story
HeavenQuilt Guilt
By Corinne Smelker

Grandma died two months ago. Not unexpected, but still, it’s never easy – the finality of it all, I mean. This is our first Christmas without Grandma. Firsts are always hard.

"Grandma went into hospital tonight. She’s not expected to live. Will you fly up?" Mom’s voice was shaky, but calm.

"Of course! I’ll be there as soon as I can."

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Desert Found Faith – The Demonstration Part 2
By Tammi Chang
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"Make sure she’s covered. Make sure that not one strand of hair is showing…or else." Ali glared.

Nassar glanced over at me. "She’s covered, now leave her alone," Nassar thumped the leather of the front seat with his fingers.

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HeavenThe White Room
By Jim Francis

I didn’t know where I was, and I had no idea how I got there, but there I was, apparently alone in a place that frightened me deeply. I still don’t know the "how" of it all, even if I now have some inkling about the "where." Perhaps I can explain.

The chilled, stale air in the room brought gooseflesh anywhere my skin was exposed, and that covered a bit of territory. I was wearing, with attempted modesty, a hospital gown. You know the type, the ones that reveal much more than they cover. I had no memory of being sick, but I assumed I must have been. Why else would I be dressed like this? I was sitting on a metal stool of some sort, and leaning on one elbow against a stainless steel table. The room was not well lit, but I began to notice indistinct shapes I assumed were people moving around. None of them seemed to be paying attention to me, but went about some tasks I couldn’t understand. I tried to get their attention.

"Excuse me, where am I?"

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