In this giant room, encased behind the back-lit memorials of the walls, are the minds of the greatest people to walk this planet.

When people visit this “museum” of sorts, they can, for a nominal price, select any of the minds to tap into and watch the memories of that person play out, like a live-action movie.

They get a front-row view of it all: What these people saw, how they experienced it,...

“I love you Arlene!” He shouts, his voice breaking. The words rise to the vaulted ceilings and dance around the ornate, gray walls.

Arlene stands, a mere five feet from him, arms crossed over her chest. She regards him with a reserved look of bemusement.

“Dammit!” His hands clench in tight fights, falling to his waist, helpless. His voice catches and one hand flies up to his face, wiping quick...

The gentle lapping of the waves against the early-morning beach sings to me like a mother sings a lullaby to her coveted baby. I sway my head side to side, snap my fingers, and smile along to the tune. The wind whips at my hair and my lips taste of sea salt. Brine and the scent of sea creatures fills my senses, the warmth of the rising sun confirming all the promises of a new day.

I look around ...

The landscapers arrive in three big, shiny white pickup trucks pulling trailers laden with all sorts of lawn equipment. The “FOR SALE” sign swings lazily, a haphazard red “SOLD” taped across. Mowers, weed whackers, garbage cans, and a ton of other stuff I can’t put a name to rattle and shake as the brigade parks by the curb in front of my grandmother’s home. It’s a chilly June morning, the sun mak...

Her eyes were locked onto mine. Deep and dark, they led the passage to bliss, wonder, joy, and something that was capable of yanking my heart straight from my chest, rendering it useless at her feet.

Slowly she stood. Her stare was tender and fierce; a play of raw love and intensity, her posture poignant. She was on a mission. She had a goal. She was dedicated. She wasn’t going to fail. Today, r...