Sun-up. Clump, clump, clump, feet on stairs. Bedroom door sails open, smash, smacks wall. “MAMA! YOU DIDN’T SLEEP WITH ME!”
Caught. Deer in headlights. Sleeping alone.
The best thing about camping in the back yard, (besides the S’mores, a mosquito-chasing ravenous fire, reading books by lamplight in the tent, all three [...]
