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Dear Reader,
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Why don't we start with the questions that I've been getting asked a lot to make this easier (I've added questions for my own entertainment :)… Read More
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Dear Reader,
So, we have a lot to talk about. Where to start...
Why don't we start with the questions that I've been getting asked a lot to make this easier (I've added questions for my own entertainment :)… Read More
“Mercy!”
“Please stop!”
“Oh, my god! Mercy!”
“Wait…no!”
Sighing heavily and really hoping that no one called hotel security yet, Zoe pushed the covers back, sat up, stretched, and yawned before heading towards the open doorway that connected the two rooms they had for the week. When she stepped into the room and found Jessica beating Joshua and Mathew with a pillow she yawned as she took in the rest of the room, noting that nothing was broken and that Cole and Elizabeth were quietly sitting on one of the double beds with an iPad and-
“Please! I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean… Read More
“If it’s all the same to you, Uncle Trevor,” Mikey said quietly as she continued to sit there, hugging the pharmacy bags against her chest as she avoided looking at him, “I’d really like to sleep in the van tonight.”
“It’s forty degrees out,” he pointed out, biting back a sigh as he gestured for the boys to go inside, but of course they ignored him and continued to stand next to him, because apparently they had a death wish, something that should concern him, but at the moment he was just too fucking exhausted to care.
Sighing heavily, Jonathan said,… Read More
“We’re hungry,” Mathew said as his little brother Joshua stood by their cousin’s side, glaring down at Cole, who simply gestured back to the pile of Tic Tacs, old gum, and the expired granola bar that he’d managed to scavenge from the bottom of Aunt Zoe’s purse, Uncle Trevor’s backpack, and his old gym bag before he returned his attention back to the YouTube video that he was watching.
“Can I have a ribbon in my hair?” Jessica asked as he frowned down at the video, wondering how he was supposed to pull this off braid off without a hundred… Read More
“It’s okay. I have…” Mikey started to explain as she held up the box of pads and tampons that she needed only to trail off when she realized that they’d taken it upon themselves to handle this.
Something that she really wished they wouldn’t do.
As she stood here, watching in horror as Uncle Trevor, Sebastian, and Jonathan argued over the level of absorbency that she was going to need, she couldn’t help but regret not waking up Aunt Zoe and begging her to take her to the store when she had the chance. Then again, she hadn’t exactly been in… Read More
This can’t be fucking happening, Trevor told himself, but as he watched his baby girl throw herself across one of the double beds with little Elizabeth joining her as she announced, “We’re sleeping with mommy!” destroying a little more of his soul.
“We’re sleeping with Dad!” Mathew announced as he jumped on the other bed with Joshua and immediately kicked off their shoes and shifted their attention to the remote control and the small flat screen television while Trevor stood there, wondering how everything had gone wrong so… Read More
“You can sit on my lap if you want, Mikey,” Cole offered as Mikey moved to climb back into the van, carrying a bag white plastic bag filled with what he could only hope was junk food, and before she could take his cousin up on his offer, Sebastian reached over with a heavy sigh, grabbed her by the arm and with a quick yank, had her back on his lap where she belonged.
He ignored his cousin’s glare and Mikey’s mumbled, “I feel so used,” and shifted her on his lap so that he could see what lovely treats… Read More
t was probably the old house settling, Mikey told herself, nodding because that made sense, but just in case, she pulled her covers over her head and decided that it would be for the best if she hid. When she heard the rattling noise seconds later, she decided that it had been far too long since she’d slept in her mom’s room.
Decision made, she shoved the covers back and-
“Move over,” Sebastian, her best friend and boy that she was going to bury in her backyard after she strangled him, said as he crawled into her bed, giving her no… Read More
So, she was a smart ass, he thought as he waited for her to stop staring down at the cheap planner on her lap. As Conner watched her, he couldn’t help but wonder if that planner was her pride and joy. When she lovingly caressed the imitation leather with her fingertips he realized that this was the saddest fucking thing that he’d ever seen in his life.
“Do you need a moment or can we get back to work?” he asked when it looked like she was going to break out a sniffle and reminisce about better… Read More
An Excerpt from "The Promise"
“I guess it all started when I found out that Santa Claus isn’t real,” the little pain in the ass that was trying to get out of detention said from her usual spot.
“That must have been very traumatic for you,” Reed said absently as he finished reading through the rest of the emails, deleting the ones from parents demanding to know why he’d fired Miss Dawson, others calling him a fucking moron for not firing her sooner, and a few writing just to let him know that he was an asshole.
“It was,” Jen… Read More