Rebecca wiggled her feet. “What do you want now?” Andrew asked, looking at his lap. She’d propped her feet on his leg, stretching out on the sofa. “Nothing. Just saying hi.” “Hi.” “What are you doing?” He glared at her. “You know what I’m doing.
“Pizza’s here,” Skylar called out as he walked down the steps into the basement room that had been turned into a lounge for Kayla and her friends. Kayla jumped up from the sofa where she’d been sitting between Rebecca and Cilla and ran over to
As governments and businesses look for ways to bring us out of our homes and back to some semblance of normal, I started thinking. The hardest thing about creating a list like this is that in my head, I hear you naysayers arguing or dismissing