The bell over the door jingled and Claire hastily tucked her book
under the counter. It was one of her favorites and she’d just gotten
to the best part. She didn’t want a customer to come in ...
"Dad, I'm feeding the skeleton in the closet." My seven-year-old
daughter stated this. She wasn't asking permission.I had to sit up in
my arm chair and set down my Kindle. "Really?" "Yes. He like...
I was headin’ out to feed the cows when I heard a zinnia ask, “You
got a minute?” I shoulda known. When a flower asks you if you got a
minute, it’s gonna take more’n a minute.
