I gasped so long and so hard, I almost choked on my own spit. “Did you see that?” Ethan’s mouth hung open. If he stood like that for much longer, he’d swallow a bug. “That did not just happen,” I said, staring at the empty space where she’d stood. “No, no, no, no, no.” I ran around the fountain. ...
The robber had returned, or maybe he’d never left. Maybe he’d been hiding in the closet and as soon as he figured out we were kids, he decided to deal with us. Ethan was probably thinking the same thing because he grabbed a book and held it like he was going to throw it. Then he must have decided...
Some believe that the light is heaven. Some say it has to do with the brain’s electrical impulses. When somebody is having a difficult time, they might get the advice, “Oh, don’t worry, there’s always a light at the end of the tunnel,” meaning things will get better. I’m not so sure about that. W...