Bethany J. Melton writes true stories from her home on Edgewood Road, where she hopes to depict the places and people she’s known in a way that tells a truer Story. You can read more at her blog.
The Man Who Built the Lord’s House
I remember Frank as an old man, always kneeling in some corner to measure or drill, quietly with trembly hands. I remember staring at the nub where I’d heard he’d lost a finger to a chop saw, and wondering if it was still lying in his shop somewhere.
Read More ›The Song that was Sharper than Sting
Samwise had climbed too many stairs with Shagrat drooling on his heels. He’d blasted through Cirith Ungol’s gates with Galadriel’s light. He’d searched every black corner for Frodo, and now, his master was a tower trapdoor out of reach.
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