Still

In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. The rain fell in sheets against the house, making the windows rattle. It was one of those nights in November when it was cold, but just hanging on to that last breath of fall. Jane got up from her soft, brown chair to get the fleece blanket that she kept on top of the couch, then settled back into the chair with her book. Before long, the rain lulled her away from her book and into a sound sleep

Six Realizations

In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. Silence. The black cloud of deadly smoke reached further and further into the sky in Worcester, MA, as I sat feeling helpless on my bed in Rochester, NY. I heard, Six men missing...extreme temperatures...little hope..