He had a white knuckle grip on his beer bottle as he stared at me. I swallowed and averted my stare back to my other guests and attempted to smile but even then I could sense it came out as more of a pained grimace. Elliott pushed himself from the wall and stalked towards ...
Aloura asked from her perch on the counter. She had asked me to make some real s’mores. So after a little shopping trip, we were geared up for hot soup and corn bread with s’mores for desert. She was sitting on the counter with her legs crossed watching everything I did. She only relaxed when I s...