Followers of The Way were being rounded up, but I never expected to be one of them. I wanted to ask God, "Why Me" but would it do any good? Instead, I prayed for strength and endurance, little knowing how much I would need it.
I'd always done things my way. Why would my flight test be any different?
Hope is All that is Left
Our parents had been arrested and Liz and I now hid from unknown enemies. We had nothing left until we remembered one thing: The hope that spring would come again.
New Life So much pain. So much suffering. We were sick without cure until the angel came.
I never should have signed the contract. Not without knowing what my invention would be used for. Now I had a hard choice to make. Violate my conscience or forfeit my life?
Authors note: Some of the subjects dealt with in these stories may not be appropriate for children younger than 13, so please read with discretion.