I walked along the rivers edge with both hands in my pockets. The rocky beach moved around my black leather loafers as I stepped. The small pebbles shifting and churning under my soles. My eyes scanne...

Amy followed her husband, Stephen McAvoy, on a rainy night. She was eager to catch him in his web if lies. His so called work meetings late at night and strange attitude. He just hasn't been communica...

A terrible tale of confusion

---The last of the gunfire was hours ago. Nighttime had fallen and it was silent once again. I lay low in a crater from artillery fire surrounded by dead soldiers from both sides.

A cabbies last passenger and last night

A Canadian soldier in world war 1 moments before battle.