R felt the blood on his face as the train horn roared over his head. The shock from the fall lingered in his feet and ankles as he tumbled down the grassy hill and into the woods, the brush scraping his limbs. His heart slammed against his chest. Even as the sound of the horn ...

On the day you die, you’ll wake up, dress, and make a cup of coffee before heading to your front porch rocker. The sun will slowly rise in the distance as a gentle breeze caresses your cheek. Above you in a maple tree, a yellow warbler will feed worms to her young, and they’ll chirp ...