Hello! My tail is wagging just thinking about meeting you! I’m Lottie, and I’m a golden retriever! You might be thinking, how can a golden retriever possibly hold a pen, or type? Well, don’t be scared or sad when I tell you this, but the truth is, I’m wri...
The rain outside only made her isolation more draconian. She had been placed under house arrest by her country’s vicious dictator, Klaus Heinrich, after she had attempted to pass military secrets to the enemy. Her homeland had been at war for four yea...
Monday Ron leaned back in his chair, resting the back against the side of the station. An old rusty yellow and green pickup truck was making its way down the highway in his direction. He unscrewed the top of his Snapple bottle and drank a deep draught o...
