by Valorie Quesenberry | Jan 9, 2026 | babies, children, kids, mothers, parenting, submission
“You can’t tell me what to do.” America is rife with unrest. Riddled with chaos. Roiling with violence. The pot won’t hold its lid much longer. I didn’t experience the riots of the 1960s but I think surely the scenes then rival what we...
by Valorie Quesenberry | Jan 16, 2018 | abortion, babies, coffee, hamburgers, hope, January, pregnancy, sanctity of life, short story, special needs, waitress, White Castle, winter
sliders by the sack I work the night shift; eleven to seven. That means I see a sampling of the people, vocations and tragedies in my city. Nurses on their way home from the ER or surgery or cancer ward stop for a high-carb snack. Garbage truck drivers come in...
