March 16, 2024
“I can tell the future and here's what I learned,” I said with dramatic seriousness. “I will not need to ask anyone to homecoming because I'll be taking you. Paul will be home with mono. You may not know but my pebbles know.”
March 9, 2024
I turned to Gator. “Over there.” Gator and Ellen leaned closer. They must not have heard me. I nodded in the direction of the middle of the dance floor. Gator scratched his chin. Ellen scrunched up her forehead and squinted, unsure of what I was trying to communicate. But she turned slowly following my gesture. We saw her standing there.
September 10, 2021
It wasn’t going to be easy. Since she was practically immobile and reliant on moving at the pace of a pack of turtles, this was going to take some serious work. Not to mention every time she made a movement in the blasted sleeping bag or tent, it made a terrible rustling sound that would wake the dead.
August 27, 2021
It hadn’t been one of her better decisions. In fact, when she looked back over her life, contemplating all of the decision-making she had done thus far in her twenty-nine years, this one teetered on insanity. Or, perhaps that was doing it a disservice. Completely irrational, utterly insane, and most likely going to leave her with scars seemed to suit it better.
August 20, 2021
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