“Why am I so short?”
The short snowman rolled his eyes. “Bah. Haven’t you heard? Those scientists and all that data have been declared wrong. Nobody believes that fluff.”
The big snowman sighed. “You should visit your relatives in Greenland. Ask them about it.” Continue reading Snowmen
“What are you doing, Abby?”
“Painting my fingernails. What does it look like?”
Her big sister frowned. “That’s not right.”
“What?” Continue reading Paint
“Why you so difficult all the time?”
The sun warmed her face. “I ain’t.” She dropped her pack on the platform. The cramps came in waves.
“You stopping?” Jonnie sighed.
She sat on her pack, looked at the floor, tried to ignore the pain. “Believe me. I used to be rich and famous.” Continue reading Stubborn