“Yes. I’d love to pray,” I solemnly answered my husband. I said these words out loud, while simultaneously having a private conversation...

Her eyes had hands—with them, she pulled me close, close enough for me to see inside. I saw a single bottle, and it was full of tears....

“Death seemed always knocking. Darkness was devouring souls. As the son of a voodoo priest, I have seen and experienced countless...