Blog Post #90: Hidden Skelton
Fingers clasped, Principal Harada leaned over his desk and studied me, and seated in a chair beside mine, a school
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Blog Post #89: Heather Sue Vs. Zero-period Swim Schedule
Between my snack tray and bookbag, a sheet of paper laid face-down on a table, and for a while, I
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Blog Post #88: ‘I May Move Into This Kitchen and Pay Rent’
An almond butter scent drifted into a bedroom, and seated at a table, algebra book in-hand, Traci inhaled the scent,
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Blog Post #87: Bakerfield in Saint Frances
Ms. Bakerfield waved a hand, and a barman ambled to her. “Another?” he said. “Please.” He seized a rum bottle
Blog Post #86: ‘Can I Get Dinner Now?’
Kemper snatched a bow. “I’ll head into the Western Woods.” She pointed at a sled. “And drag our supper back