I felt like I had been punched in the stomach. A young man we knew had a motorcycle wreck and, ready or not, was catapulted into...

Its slender, writhing body rose into the air and spat into my face with diabolical force. No, not a snake. And it was just water. But I...

The road loomed ahead of me, steep and slick. I hitched my heavy backpack higher on my back and thought of Mary Slessor, Ann Hasseltine...