Holly Howard

Weeks of Good Deeds

Carly passed McMansion after McMansion looking for the perfect chair. She just needed one. Or a coffee table. Or anything that could be rescued with a coat of paint. Then she could make enough money to feed the guinea pigs for a few more weeks. The contributions of wilted lettuce and droopy carrots from the grocery clerk, Ron, were enough to get by, but the guinea pigs vacuumed salads like fully-charged Roombas.