Urban Playground

The Prophet’s voice called for the city’s repentance. The Riverfront Park had become an urban playground; the rich and the poor shared the same amenities. Darkness and Light competed for men’s souls.

Darla’s life was too predictable. She had been asking God to change it up. She needed a husband, but the only man that even stirred her heart was holding a cardboard sign. She could see the homeless from her penthouse condo; they were under the bridge, in the park, and at the Mission. Homeless ...