Tag Archives: Trouble

Misstep

“Don’t you wanna do it?”

George had cracked. Where’d he come up with this girl? “I dunno. Whaz in ‘ere?”

Melanie pouted at that, hands on hips. “Playing with me, are you?”

Sean’s eyes stretched wide. Continue reading Misstep

Hiding Out

Crazy Uncle Albert can still be found in the overstuffed family closet. That year, my mother sent my brother Simon and I to stay in the country. We had nothing against the country, clean air, or getting out of the city. But, mother had decided she was going back to the city and that we would be looked after by Uncle Albert. Yes, our crazy uncle — the man that couldn’t care for himself — was to look after us. Somehow the irony of it never met my mother. Continue reading Hiding Out