Anything Can Happen: A New Path

She couldn't eat. Her stomach roiled as she pushed her food around her plate, unsure whether the nausea she felt was normal or because of the fear. Saturday dinner in the Winsome household was usually a lively one, filled with conversation about the day passed and plans for the coming week. Phone calls weren't allowed. There were no meals around the television. Mealtime was family time and it always had been. Abigail's father had never allowed these things in their home. His family was the ...