When the waitress came around, he ordered a soda and handed her the folded cardboard. Michael ordered enough food to feed an army. ‘You’re so fidgety,’ Michael said. ‘I don’t know what we’re doing here. We can’t afford to blo...
Maybe if he put a pillow over his head. His eyes were fixed on the white drywall of his bedroom ceiling, his iPod earbuds pressed into his ears so tightly that they were beginning to hurt. He was trying to block out the sound of Layne’s father’s voice, which kept replaying in his head like it was...
I’ve been surrounded by my family since two o’clock in the morning, but that wasn’t a bad thing. I felt safe. Protected. No one could get to me. Now, I’m home, and I’m alone. I’m in bed, but I’m not sure I want to be here. I’m exhausted, but I can’t close my eyes without t...
His mom’s car was sitting in front of the house. It was like life kept pelting him with curveballs and he couldn’t swing his bat fast enough. Well, he sure couldn’t leave her sitting in there. God only knew what the Merricks might be telling her. &n...
The last week of school, and those jerks were still pulling this crap. He held his breath and listened. Nothing. But someone was still back there. He could feel it. He’d been feeling it the entire walk home, but sometime during the last fifteen minutes, they’d drawn close. They’d never be able to...
She was blasting the Wicked sound track today, louder than usual so she could belt along with Idina Menzel. This kind of heat always made business slow, but today was ridiculous. Maybe people were finally done with the weather, and everyone had gone to the beach. &nb...