The great cacophonous roar of the 7:30 rush buzzed through Sam’s body as he and his coworkers became thin stretched across espresso machines, breakfast sandwiches, and caffeine-deficient customers. He smacked the mocha bottle, but only a lone, lethargic drop fell into the frothy milk. With a groan, he tossed it into the empty trash but ...

The world is in chaos. People are clearing out the grocery stores within a few hours. People are scared, nervous, and praying for the world to go back to normal. I find myself pouring over article after article, seeing the updated number of cases, terrified for my loved ones. I started sobbing the other day ...