Kevin Craig ‘Both of Helen’s feet bled steadily as she walked. She fought to ignore the blisters making a nasty soup of blood and puss in the heel of each of her merino wool socks. It was nine a.m. each passing hour she lost a little of her will to continue. She held to the memory of her ex-husband’s laughter at the folly she displayed in thinking she make this journey. She carried her daughter Meagan’s doubt, freely given when she had told her of her goal. Their lack of support was perhaps the only thing left to propel Helen forward to Santiago.’ begins the short story that fully and completely consumed me for one hour back on March 20th when I first noticed the quickly approaching deadline for the ’ Community of Simcoe County ‘s Word Word Short Fiction Contest . I had mulled it over in my mind that I wanted to enter the contest, but never actually got around to writing anything for it. The Camino de Santiago had been at the top of my mind for some time. The anniversary of my to Santiago de Compostela was quickly […]