It was dinnertime yet the streets of this off-season beach resort town were near to deserted. Megan and I could hear the sound of he...

My alarm buzzed in its glaring tone at 6:30 a.m. Saturday morning. Weary, I rolled over and smacked my hand over the snooze. As the measly b...

As I walk down the glass hallway that leads to my room, rain and thunder pound away at the walls, and I realized that I left both of my wind...