Where Did the “Turning Point” Take Sophie?
From my soon-to-be-released Short Stories for the Soul: “Turning Point” Sophie cringed at the smell of medicine and reached into her Louis Vuitton purse for her Eau de Cartier. She sprayed a bit on her neck and wrists then hesitated in the doorway. A curtain shielded the bed. The lights were off, and the TV loomed silently. She gripped her purse handles tightly with her right hand, mindful of the bandage around the scrapes on her swollen left hand. Her nail polish remained remarkably intact. Deep breath. What would she say? If he were asleep, she could…
The Ultimate Final Act
courtesy of LA Times A story almost forgotten: on February 3, 1943, four military chaplains were aboard a troop transport ship crossing the North Atlantic. Struck by a German submarine’s torpedo, the ship sank in the middle of the night. These four men led the new, unprepared recruits, to life jackets. Then the life jackets ran out. So without hesitating, the chaplains each gave up their own to give to another man. It is said they linked their arms in prayer as the ship went down into the frigid waters and then sucked them under in the vortex. The man…
