a night in nyc (part one)

i woke to the shout of, "Get up Jul, Dad is taking us to New York with him!" i didn't get up. not then at least. i sat in bed for a few minutes and tried to understand what had been shouted into my room by my sister. but it only sifted around in my… Continue reading a night in nyc (part one)

babysitting: a sketch

silence around the big old house except for the pitter of puppy paws as they patter their spontaneous way throughout the main level. occasionally a woeful brown eye catches my attention and a furry head is thrust behind the kitchen counter. I smile, knowing all too well that my pleasantry will not be returned by… Continue reading babysitting: a sketch