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How Things Were: Flat, Pregnant Feet
The only thing she was thankful for in the moment was the fact that the road was dry. If it had been storming, there would have been no use in even trying to walk to her mother-in-law’s. She was perfectly aware that she would curse this day for the rest of her life. Her feet…
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How Things Were: Spoiled Plans
Part 6 What was that noise? She sat up. It was dark, but a pale light was just touching the deep blue of late night. There were a few hours until sunrise, but it would be here soon. Outside the little shack, there was a rhythmic sound of thick fabric scraping on thick fabric, followed…
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How Things Were: Troubled Specter
Herschel, with a small smile, watched Jean move around the kitchen, preparing dinner. It looked like she was floating from the stove to the sink to the pantry. Her porcelain-skinned hands, moving this pot, pouring that cup, and sliding that dish, looked elegant and out of place in the old country kitchen. He had not…
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How Things Were: A Historical Fiction Saga
Some stories refuse to stay buried. How Things Were is a serialized work of historical fiction — a generational saga that follows one family from the turn of the twentieth century into the shadow of the 1940s. It is a story of ordinary people caught in extraordinary hardship: loss, survival, violence, love, and the kind…
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Three Books, Two Genres, One Wild Spring
It is going to be a busy spring. I’ll be honest — I didn’t plan for all of this to land at once. But here we are. This spring, I have three books releasing, and I couldn’t be more excited (or more nervous) to share them with you. Two of them are short ministry booklets…
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A Rabbit in the Road
The white rabbit rambled through the snowy underbrush of the forest. It stopped to nibble on small plants breaking through the snow here and there. Soon the snow would melt, and the green of new growth would return. Its white coat would disappear. Other animals would come out of hibernation or would return from long…
Zachary Peters 