THE PATH OF GLORY, a Short Story by Mary Brecht Pulver

In a remote corner of the world, shrouded in the harshness of winter, lies a small, forgotten farm—a stark testament to isolation. Here, beneath a steel-gray sky, the old, unpainted house stands silent, its sagging blinds peering out like tired eyes. Snow blankets the landscape, disguising the house and nearby rusted farm machinery as mere boulders in a field of white. As a bitter gale shuts in the road, the farm becomes a relic of another time, a canvas of despair against the relentless cold. Venture into the heart of desolation with "The Path of Glory," where hope battles the elements in a fight for survival.

[ejjohnstone]

What a great story, a tear-jerker if any one was.

[bobbi]

Is the Reader Elizabeth Klett? It sounds like her and the story was moving.