“Y’all gotta promise to hear me out.” David looked at his friends standing in a circle around the old water pump. Tim, the oldest at thirteen, rolled his eyes and sighed deeply before saying “I promise.”
By Malcolm Nesky5 years ago in Fiction
“Was Gran a terrorist?” Dani’s father raised one brow and cut his eyes towards his little troublemaker. Mom dropped her fork into the remains of the grey and yellow stuff on her plate.
