Stories
written by Ronne Rock

Salsas to Welcome Summer.

OK, here’s a confession that might get me evicted. I hate summers in Texas. It’s not that I have anything against the season, really. I mean, I love sunny...

Amy and the Long Road (McLoud, OK).

It’s been three weeks since tornadoes ravaged neighborhoods in Central Oklahoma. The sides of the road are still littered with the ripped remnants of shredded homes. Here in McLoud,...

The Fulcrum of Belief.

The words from Psalm 139 hung in the stillness of the air – and in my heart. I felt the tension as I held up a hand-painted coffee cup....

I Need to be Reminded.

There are days I need to be reminded. Days like today. As this world plays its crazy game of Crack the Whip – with you and I holding on...

I Worry about the Pretty.

I am a marketer – a maker of pretty things, a teller of pretty stories, a designer of fancy titles and compelling pictures and such. I’ve been a marketing...

Penelope’s Oreo Cupcakes

Penelope is a sweet friend of mine. She’s only 4, but she’s quite the lady. She loves dresses and shiny shoes, finds getting muddy to be a bit unbecoming,...

Almond Nilla Cake

It’s so easy to judge things by their appearance. Take me, for example. Folks think that, because I’m outgoing, I must be an extrovert – someone who thrives being...

The Real Milestones

 Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved....

The Giving Key.

The doors of the plane were closing as he hurried down the aisle to find an empty spot in the crowded plane. Michelle and I were attempting a classic...
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