Category: STORY

Arthur Whitmore sat beneath the striped awning of an upscale outdoor café, white tablecloth spread before him, silverware aligned beside a porcelain cup.

“Sir, would you buy this?”

Noah Bennett stood barefoot in the snow, crying, a crumpled drawing crushed in one mittenless fist.

Noah Bennett stood barefoot in the snow, crying, his worn brown sweater too thin for the mountain cold.

Two-year-old Noah Bennett stood weeping barefoot in the deep mountain snow outside the terrace doors.

Noah Bennett stood barefoot in the snow, crying, his worn brown sweater pulled tight around his small shoulders.

Two-year-old Noah Bennett stood shivering barefoot in the powdery winter snow, his worn tan sweater offering no defense against the freezing mountain wind.

Two-year-old Noah Bennett stood shivering barefoot in the freezing mountain snow, weeping softly in his worn tan sweater and shorts as the icy wind cut through him.

Ben Carter stopped beside Arthur Whitmore’s table at the outdoor café, his worn shoes planted on the pale stone pavement.