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After my episode with Arielle, I punched the gas pedal, and my SUV bucked and sped down Interstate 85 South. I shook my head and weaved...

When I finally arrived at my bi-level home at the end of the cul-de-sac on Macon Drive, I decided I needed a relaxing bubble bath before...

Just before the One Trust Bank closed, I sailed through the glass-entryway doors, nearly tripped on one of the black mats. The...

I was convinced that God created the sultry summers in Georgia to help us understand that hell was no place to spend eternity. On this...