Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 47.5 — Mr. Dumfries Sets Out

Ch. 47.5 -- Mr. Dumfries paced back and forth in his living room. Pale gray light filtered in along the edges of the closed curtains. The gingerbread he had eaten for breakfast had filled him with strength and energy. He had bathed, trimmed his scraggly beard, and dressed in his best uniform. He now had…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 36.7 — Air Mail Delivery

Ch. 36.7 -- Just then someone began to bang on the window. One of the servants rushed over and opened it. A gust of frigid air swept snowflakes into the room. A Jubjub bird, perched on the sill, squawked and held out its leg, revealing an oilskin pouch. Queen Natalie hurried over, untied the pouch…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 36.1 — An Unexpected Visitor

CH 36.1  -- Col and Bee had just finished dinner when someone pounded on the door, and a screechy voice called out something harsh but unintelligible. Col looked at Bee, and a hard ball of dread formed in his stomach. Ever since the fall, the Tulgey Woods had been swarming with soldiers all asking the same…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch 35.3 — The Jubjub Birds

Ch. 35.3 -- Janine sat still for a while, thinking hard. “It’s time to talk to Col and Bee.” Fritter gestured. “Have you forgotten the storm?” “Of course not, but one of the Jubjub birds might be willing to take a message.” After the three princes had wounded Cresty, his sisters had come to Janine…

In Memory of Isabel Christine Maclean Rozins

Isabel Christine Maclean Rozins (March 21, 1924-May 10, 2018) -- My Aunt Isabel was a loving and enthusiastic support to me and my sisters as we were growing up. Through her regular letters and occasional phone calls and visits, we developed a strong bond with her. We each felt as if we were her special…

Jay B. R. Wokky Ch. 28.5 — The Plot Thickens

Ch 28.5 -- Eli felt as if a giant had stomped on him. He had been stressed out all day. All he’d wanted was a good night’s sleep, and now he wouldn’t be sleeping at all. His stomach gurgled. Just the thought of facing his father made him break into a sweat. What was he…

The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry

Book Review: The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry, by Rachel Joyce Harold Fry and his wife, Maureen, are retired, living a dry, dusty life so boring, empty of love, and uneventful it can’t hardly be called living. Then one day Harold gets a letter from an old friend (Queenie Hennessy) in Northern England, who tells…