Little Lambsy Deadsy
Emily was anxious to see the view from her hayloft perch. Before her chores — even before breakfast! — she scooted up the plank. Would she see the skulking wolf […]
Tag Archives: Children
The Bad Guy
I’m always the bad guy!, you’d scream, veins bulging at your temples plus the one in the middle of your forehead, the one that looked like a snake writhing just […]
No Life Guard On Duty
The summer of the yellow swimsuit she was ten and tall for her age. Skinny as a beanpole, her mother would say, in a way that always made her feel […]
Watch your brother
Watch your brother, watch your brother, the girl thought to herself. Wondering why they always said to watch him when he never did anything worth looking at. He just sat […]
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