Such a big, fancy house. She pretended to sleep the last hour, waiting for silence so she could get up and see. Earlier the pretty mother pulled juice from the fridge, a stainless steel box so big it was like a secret room. And she couldn’t look away. Even though they were opening presents. Birthday …
(This is the last entry!!) Read from the beginning HERE. ......................... DAY NINETEEN 100% chance. It rained all night. All morning. All afternoon. And it’s still raining. Passing cars splash baby tidal waves and rain gutters pour waterfalls. You know the sound. The girls are huddled together, dry under the porch awning, waiting it out. …
Jennifer Kabay 