The Boy Who Lit The Lantern

It’s the middle of the night in Boston, April 18, 1775. The city is quiet, but not peaceful. Something big is coming. The British army is getting ready to move. They’ve been watching, planning, preparing to crush the growing rebellion. If they can strike fast—if they can catch the leaders of the colonies off guard—it’s … Continue reading The Boy Who Lit The Lantern →

Stirring the Ashes

The Morning After the Fire There’s a hush that settles over the woods in the early morning. Before the birds start their chatter, before the sun cuts through the mist hanging low over the lake, there’s a stillness—like the whole world is waiting for something. And if you’ve been out on a campout, you know … Continue reading Stirring the Ashes →