short story

Melliflua

He pursed his lips and blew gently on the rich, brown liquid, creating tiny decaffeinated tsunamis that crashed on the far shore of his cup. He needn’t have bot...

The Best Sled Ride Ever, Part 2

"So who will be sledding tonight?" she asked after a minute of silence. "Oh, the whole neighborhood, probably. Our hill is kind of the designated sledding dest...

The Best Sled Ride Ever, Part 1

For most 8th graders, the end of Christmas break is about as dreary a thought as anything in the world, with the possible exception of the first day of school a...
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