Parched Lips Can’t Sing

I grimaced as I swallowed, my throat scratching while it contracted with effort.  My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth as I searched it desperately for moisture.  The air felt dry, and I licked my parched lips to ease their pain as they cracked.  It was a fleeting reprieve that left a deeper…

Sweet Freedom from a Bitter Heart

I crammed the square of chocolate into my mouth in wonderful anticipation of the smooth sweet taste.   My salivary glands were already reacting when my brain fired off an alert and my senses went reeling.  Something was terribly wrong.  I glared at my older brother who sat nearby with watchful eyes and knowing smirk while…