Blue Comes Clean…Ethel wavers…more glimmers
Hiding on a branch, Blue spotted Leah and Ms. Meow’s striped grey tail. Neither of them was going to like what he had to say, but how could he blame
Hiding on a branch, Blue spotted Leah and Ms. Meow’s striped grey tail. Neither of them was going to like what he had to say, but how could he blame
Blue had friends in high places and decided it was time to visit Ruby the Great Horned Owl. They’d known each other since they’d been fledglings. He approached her tree
Leah’s mother found the trail at the end of the development and pushed her way past the sawhorses, bull dozers lined up like circus elephants. “Leah! It’s me, Mom,” she
Excuse me, sir, but need an assist? I can see that you’re sitting around like a hang-dog watching the water recede from your porch like someone’s pulled the bathtub plug
The following weekend, Leah tried to find her way back to where she’d first met Ethel. The sky was overcast and a light mist clung to the hills, one of
Every morning Leah rushed her to eat breakfast, finish dinner, or brush her teeth. At school, her teachers said, “Turn in your paper. Open your book, line up for lunch,”