The Barefoot Girl

There's a girl on Bridget's street that is always smiling. But she's dressed in rags, has ratty, tangled hair, and scraped up feet. People donate shoes to her every day. Why doesn't the barefoot girl ever wear them? And what's the secret to her happiness? Can Bridget learn what lasting happiness is from this mysteriou...

The Smokescreen

I twitch at the thought of it all. At how in an instant, your life could change forever. At how no matter how hard you try, you can never undo what's already been done. All that's left is to live through the aftermath. Three, two, one.