The light from the star began to recede, creating long shadows through the windows as the museum began to enter its night cycle.  Ava...

It was the third day of their vacation to the museum.  Ava’s mother Florine had come home late last night, staggering and laughing from...

Storms always scared Ava.  Their startling flashes of immense and unknowable power followed by unpredictable explosions of sound or...