Published by Sun Literary, 7922 Darnell Lane, Lenexa, KS, 66215

International Standard Book Number 978-1-4679824-5-0

This story is dedicated to

C.S. Lewis

who taught me to believe is to see.

“Wheat Field with Cottage”
Vincent Van Gogh

(painted in Saint-Remy, France circa 1889)

Entry #46

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood…

Robert Frost


My name is Rachel Walker. I’m still in my twenties, so I’m not really old enough for life to have taught me much. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned for sure, it’s this: there is no such thing as the foreseeable future. Take me, for example: about a year ago, I had a pretty bad run of luck. In an eight month span, I lost my husband, my daughter, and my job, not to mention my sanity and most of my self-esteem. It got so bad I actually tried to commit suicide. Fortunately it didn’t work. I took 62 sleeping pills and drank half a bottle of Chianti but before they took effect, I threw up.

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