Green with EnvyGreen with Envy She was drawn to him the way alcoholics are drawn to the drinks menu, the way babies are drawn to their mother’s milk. Without knowing him, she knew that this boy was meant to be with her. He needed her. She needed him. They would be together forever, discovering whole new worlds like Jasmine and Aladdin, only with the car she hoped she’d get for her birthday replacing the magic carpet.Green with Envy
All this Naomi knew before the boy had gotten to Mr. Goodale’s desk. She stared at him with a face devoted, a face enraptured by his godlike features.&
Sundays with GranpaSundays with GrandpaSundays with Granpa
Try hard, little man, and you can hear the sax sayin things. Words come out of its
lips…different words to
different people What’s it say to you?
Now isn’t this nice? Just real easy, none of
that hippity-hop you always got on that E-Pod of yours
Feel that beat! Makes you wanna close your eyes and snap your fingers, jam like they did back in my day.
Come back here, boy! I’m givin you a lesson
in real music. Now hear that drum? Hear the sax? Hear the
SCHOOL'S OUT
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Fly Away. Leave Today.
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