Taste of Mountain Life

At 11:47 on a quiet Sunday morning, an orange cat named Chester began screaming in the hallway of a small

“Put that box back where you found it.” Lily stared at her grandmother across the kitchen of the small

  “Finn! Leave it!” Nine-year-old Sophie stumbled forward as the Irish setter strained toward a

  It was raining the night June Whitaker heard scratching outside her kitchen door. Not the gentle

  Rachel’s first day of vacation ended at 6:17 p.m., when her husband informed her that she would

But Laura Had Already Spent Years Disappearing Inside Her Own Marriage. On the second day of January

Samantha had planned her entire week carefully. She would finish a design project by Thursday, pay the

My husband, Henry, had always admired strong women—as long as they lived on television. In our own home

My husband left our Atlanta home on a Friday evening with the old leather backpack we had bought during

Mary Whitaker received the invitation on a rainy Tuesday in Nebraska. Her daughter, Claire, called from