I spot a couple of them around the corner and sprint back to our gate, thankful that I am small and unnoticeable in the dusk.
“Get the lights. There are three groups coming.”
Calee doesn’t question my intel. She … Read full post →
Our last story ended with Calee in a life-threatening situation. She has just unwrapped a Pokedex while her Jealous Big Sister looked on and cherished murderous thoughts. On Christmas.
In fairness to Calee, years of being the youngest kid has taught her to be wary of flaunting her blessings. For example, she knew not to dance around … Read full post →
Christmas 1999
I stared at the book with a skinny kid on the cover, wondering what to do.
Harry Who and The Sorcerer’s What?!
Having no interest in magicians and their kidney problems, I looked around … Read full post →