Shea Johnson has mastered the art of capturing other people’s moments, joy, grief, love, without ever slowing down long enough to tend to her own. Set in a small town heavy with history and unspoken weight, Capturing Shea begins before the romance, before the disruption, right where the stillness lives.
Peace is fragile when secrets are starving. This chapter sits at the intersection of restraint and rupture , where control slips, loyalty is questioned, and the weight of unfinished business presses in from every direction. Some calls don’t reconnect people. They reopen everything.
She stared at the screen like it might change if she blinked hard enough. Paige’s voice sounded like it came from underwater. Everything around her muffled—except her pulse. Loud. Unforgiving. Ruthless. “SERENITY!” Paige yelled to snap her friend out of this trans she seemed to be in. She walked toward her, almost in a walk-run … Continue reading Serenity’s Bliss (Part 6)
Today, I blocked a man who forgot my worth. Took a long breath… And let the weight of last year roll off my shoulders. Part of me— yeah, that soft part— wanted to reach out one more time. But the stronger side? The side that knows better? Said: Let him feel the emptiness he created. … Continue reading The Last Fold
Happy Thanksgiving Loves!!!! I hope your day has been filled with a tremendous amount of love. I pray that your families were well and that you expressed your gratitude to them in ways that granted smiles to their souls. It has been one rough year for me! From deaths to deaths of relationships and friendships. … Continue reading Happy Thanksgiving
Morals and values seem to have depleted along the way of this life. Folks turn to greed and chaos in hopes of receiving a pat on the back from social media. Likes, shares, and emojis ( )have taken the place of morality, loyalty, and genuine friendship. It seems as though true friendship has been depleted … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Ancient
Kae Jaye The Writer 