Marcus Webb

My husband Harold and I built our house on County Road 14 in the spring of 1981. We were both twenty six. We did not… Read more

I have replayed that meeting so many times I could recite it like a scripture I never wanted to memorize. Walter Hargrove behind his father’s… Read more

I have poured coffee at the Wagon Wheel Diner on Route 9 outside Millhaven for twenty-two years, and in all that time I never once… Read more

I got to my mother’s farmhouse outside Miller’s Creek, Missouri at eleven o’clock on a Sunday morning to help her get a pot roast into… Read more

I still made two cups of coffee that morning. Eight months after Catherine died, I hadn’t broken the habit, and some mornings I didn’t even… Read more

My name is Madison Carter. I’m thirty years old, I work in IT for a regional credit union out of Millhaven, Ohio, and for eight… Read more