Loretta Emmons
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I embody the harmony of simplicity and creativity. I move through life with a strength that reflects both my artistic soul & my hardworking spirit. A writer at heart rooted in my Christian faith, I approach each day with a quiet strength.
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Childhood Truths: Will Anyone Hear Me?. Content Warning.
I write this with great fear. I write this with great awareness that I can be ridiculed, hated, and shamed for something that I did NOT do. I write this with the imprint I will carry all my life. And I write this knowing there are thousands of little girls, now women, who can never speak the truths! I write this for them.
By Loretta Emmons7 months ago in Poets
The Man in the Shadows
Back in town, Paul called in favors—federal contacts, one trustworthy U.S. Marshal. Michael’s statement was recorded. Evidence from the journal corroborated key details. It was enough to trigger an investigation. Michael was taken to a safe house to await the final outcome.
By Loretta Emmons8 months ago in Fiction
The Man in the Shadows
Lake Roscoe shimmered under the noon sun, framed by tall pines and the occasional call of a hawk overhead. It was beautiful—remote. A perfect place to vanish. Jessica’s chest tightened with every mile. Paul drove slowly now, careful not to kick up too much dust on the winding road. Neither of them spoke. The air between them was thick with anticipation.
By Loretta Emmons8 months ago in Fiction
The Man in The Shadows
Paul kept a hand on the small of Jessica’s back as they stepped away from the hotel window. She could still see the man—just barely. His silhouette was ghostlike in the moonlight, watching them from across the street. He seemed as though time meant nothing. It was like he had all the time in the world. Jessica's shoulders slumped. She was tired.
By Loretta Emmons9 months ago in Fiction
The Man in the Shadows
The rustling behind them sent Jessica’s heart racing. Someone was there. Deputy Callahan’s posture shifted. He heard it too. He moved with quiet precision, his hand gripping the holstered gun at his hip as he turned toward the open barn door.
By Loretta Emmons10 months ago in Fiction
10 Items or Less
George is at the General Market to pick up a few things on his way home from work. He only needs a few staples to get him by for the weekend. All he really needs is milk, cereal, produce, and bread. He counts his items three times before setting them on the express checkout lane.
By Loretta Emmons10 months ago in Humor
The Man in the Shadows. Content Warning.
Jessica swallowed hard, forcing herself to meet Deputy Callahan’s gaze. His eyes were sharp, searching her face for something, any hint at what she was doing in the loft. The truth, maybe. But what was her duty to law enforcement? They wanted to hang her mother's murder on her.
By Loretta Emmons10 months ago in Fiction
The Man in The Shadows. Content Warning.
Jessica’s heart pounded as she clutched the worn leather journal to her chest. Dust swirled around her in the dim barn loft, caught in the slanted beams of fading sunlight filtering through the cracks in the wooden walls. The smell of hay and aged wood filled her nose, grounding her in the eerie stillness of the moment. Jessica was so caught up in her search, she had not realized how long she had been in the barn.
By Loretta Emmons10 months ago in Fiction
The Man In The Shadows. Content Warning.
Chapter 6: Secrets in the Loft Jessica’s hands trembled as she folded the last letter. The ink had long since faded, but the weight of her father’s words felt fresh, like a wound reopened. Morning light crept through the thin curtains of the room, casting ghostly shadows across the wooden floor. It was time to return to the farm.
By Loretta Emmons10 months ago in Fiction
