The grisly murder of Athol McCowan gripped a sleepy coastal region in Australia. But even more shocking was how the killer’s exhumed pet dog served as star witness in the trial.

When I became a mom at 19, my depression spiraled out of control until I reached a delirious state. I was very much alive, but certain I’d been dead for years.

As a women’s studies major and Very Serious Journalist, I thought I had nothing to learn from people who obsessed over expensive children’s toys. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

He pioneered a version of this ancient sport in which animals aren’t hurt, drawing legions of fans to a sleepy Texas border town. His last wish: someone to carry on his legacy.

How one enterprising Mainer is harvesting a new cash crop — and building a powerful support network for women who need it most.

The world of mean girls and cliques was a startling change from working alongside my primatologist parents. Fortunately, I’d learned a bit about navigating vicious social structures.

How staying perfectly still for tips — despite tourists’ bewildering lack of boundaries — taught me to stand my ground in life.

After years of terror and abuse, the simple act of speaking paralyzed me with fear. Now I will never be silent again.