“There’s something in the water.” At the last minute Amy turns water into wadda, because everyone is having a terrible enough day already and the last thing they need is the added catastrophe of a shark. So she tries to… Continue Reading
I’ve never been afraid of the monster under my bed. I can’t recall ever asking my parents to leave the door ajar and I never wanted a night light. I found comfort in the silence, even when all I could… Continue Reading
“And here’s the cosy breakfast room,” says the realtor. She makes an expansive sweep with her arm. The fraudulent smile on her face doesn’t falter — even when the back of her hand smacks into the wall of the cramped… Continue Reading