Teresa E. Harris books

The Perfect Place

“Nonsense.” Great-Aunt Grace tosses the paper on the kitchen counter and slams a plate each of burnt waffles and bacon in front of Tiffany and me. She barks, “Tiffany, feed Mr. Shuffle,” and leaves the room. Tiffany groans and gets to her feet. When I hear Great-Aunt Grace’s footsteps on the stai...