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I like to make people laugh and then say, "hmmm." If I have done that then I have successfully changed the way you have seen the world.
In recognition of Father’s Day, I’m sharing a scene with one of the devoted fathers in the Three Creeks Series.
There they stood in the slightly awkward situation. Thanks to her sister Layla, Charlotte was standing in front of the dreamiest man she had set eyes on. This man was coated in flour. Tegan looked familiar, but Charlotte couldn’t determine where she had seen him before. A slightly […]
But, Layla was an old soul. An old soul who spoke truisms about life at every chance available. She made it a habit of practicing this gift on Charlotte. This time, Layla proclaimed one of her truths about life to Charlotte outside the door to the high school cooking classroom.
Peter Bennet loved pie. It didn’t matter what kind of pie. All flavors of pie, ranging from fruit to pies with meat and gravy, enticed his taste buds to try them. As long as it had a flaky crust on the top and the bottom, he was a […]
An innocent compliment that could have been a disguised insult opened Lizbeth Perlow’s eyes. She was leaned over the desk, helping a student with her science. She stopped writing and turned to me to say, “You smell exactly like my grandmother. I think you wear the same perfume.” […]
In B is for Beauty, an anthology of Beauty and the Beast fairy tale retellings, I wrote a story about Melissa and Zane. Both want love. When it finds them, they struggle with believing it is real. This is where Aunt Patty’s muffins come into play. When Aunt […]
I noticed that I’d been tired the past couple of days. The first day, I attributed it to teacher fatigue. On the second day, I was beginning to wonder if perhaps I was being lazy. This morning, I woke after sleeping in until 9 a.m. My typical sleep-in […]
Maisey looked to the right and the left and assessed the situation. Either there was a discount on red sweaters and single stemmed roses, or like her, several others chose to meet a blind date at the coffee shop. (Read More)
This was our time to show what we’d been saying all along. As one student stated, “It doesn’t matter if it’s by blood or bond. We’re family.”