People Eggs

I told Jesus that Gene Shatwell Wouters wasn’t nice. Jesus told me to stay far away from her. He would deal with her in his own time.

Devil’s Breath and Mardi Gras

I opened the lid and pulled out a smaller round wooden box. I lifted the lid, sneaked a peek inside and did not let Columbine see. I teased her with with a pantomimed expression of delight, my eyes wide with effected excitement and my mouth pursed in an overly emoted conspiratorial grin.

“We’ll get in trouble,” Xavi said sternly.