Nocturne by Sarah Ann Winn
Our little one runs around the sky without thought of finding a friend. Typical of only children, she does not always play well with others.
Smart-Alecs by Gary Fincke
Miss Hartung’s desk was in the back of the room so she could keep an eye on us.
The Dog House Association Rules by Leigh Allison Wilson
The ruckus began when the Beagles moved into the neighborhood. On that very first day the extended Beagle family gathered around the For Sale sign on their new front lawn.
Essential Smell by Peter Wortsman
Of late he had begun to smell like boiled potatoes.
My Celebrity Goat by Jane Ciabattari
I have changed his name, because he’s a real goat. He’s a celebrity, but I don’t think he’ll sue me. I doubt he’ll be reading this. Still.