“But you promised.” “I did not.” “You said you’d support me when I tried out for cheer.” “I meant from the bleachers.” “I don’t need you in the bleachers. I need someone to cheer with me. Fawn, will you tell her?” Cheerleading? Was she serious? Ewwww, with three extra w’s and a cherry on top. Of ...
It’s impossible for her not to see me. I am wearing an oversized orange tee with bright pink diagonal stripes, a pair of turquoise leggings, and fuzzy hunter-green socks. In jeans and a faded brown tee, my sister sits cross-legged in the middle of her white comforter. She has a yellow legal pad b...
That’s my sister, Isabelle. She must have found the hunk of cheddar cheese I stuck in her underwear drawer. It’s been there for two and a half days. Remind me to write that down in my inventor’s notebook. It’s my latest experiment to see how long it takes your sister to find cheese hidden in her ...