Pencil in His Hand: A Mother's Journal of Stories, Thoughts, and Poems.

    A Legacy for Lissa and other Stories By Alison Lawrence Copyright owner: Alison Lawrence. 2023. A Legacy for Lissa and Other Stories is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental. Bible quotations from: The Holy Bible, English Standard Version ® ESV ® Copyright © 2001 by Crossway, a publishing ministry of Good News Publishers. Cover Photo by: Lance Reis. Unsplash. Dedication: To my Dad, Errol Foxcroft. Contents: A Legacy For Lissa Days of Lack, Days of Love Willow Song In His Footsteps Afterword A Legacy for Lissa Lissa found the card when she was packing her room up. She was leaving home. Long cherished memories tugged at her heart as she opened the old birthday card. "I will always love you." May the Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you; the Lord lift up His countenance upon you and give you His peace." All my love, Granny."  That was the last time she'd heard from her gran. On her...

    Forever Hope A Collection of Short and Mini Stories Volume 2 Copyright: Alison Lawrence 2023. All rights reserved. A Meeting With Hope Joseph boarded his city bound train with moments to spare. He took his usual spot in the usual carriage. The trees and buildings looked gray and dreary as they began moving past the window. Joseph glanced at his fellow passengers. There was a dreary resignedness about them too. Just one commuter caught his attention: a young woman he’d seen before. She seemed to favour bright colours and stood out in a sea of neutrals, gray and black, but it was her face that caught Joseph’s attention. It glowed. As he watched, he noticed that she smiled a lot, and he wondered curiously whether she was in love. He supposed that love could do that: transform someone; even alter their appearance. As for himself, he’d never experienced anything like that: none of the women he’d dated had had any such effect on him; and neither did anything or anyone else in hi...

  Dearest Readers, I hope you will find something to inspire and encourage you in this longer post. Enjoy! And may God bless you. As usual, I invite you to stay awhile and browse my bookshelves for more free reads.  See you next week, God willing. Love, Alison The Return As Donal put one weary, blistered foot in front of the other, he forced himself to remain alert to danger. He had yet to reach the border between the Broadlands and the Narrows. Donal scratched nervously at his ragged beard and scanned the field beside the road for food. He pounced on some grains which had been forgotten by the harvestors, then stuffed them into his sack quickly. He could see land men in the distance. They were a hot-tempered and mean-spirited folk. He knew this from experience, having been worked nearly to death by a land man for a bare handful of food a day. Donal forced his thin, run down body to move on. Only once he'd reached the shelter of a few boulders did he stop. Then, with his back ...