The box

“You are wrong, there are only ten.” “No, there are not, trust me, there are eleven.” “Ten.” “Eleven.” “You don’t know what you are talking about, there are twelve”, said a skinny youngster with an unsteady adolescent voice that broke on strong vowels like a yodel. “Care to count them, nerd-face?”  a tall girl with glasses… Continue reading

In the garden

In the soft warmth of the evening Jane and Tessa were enjoying a refreshing drink of cold water as they watched the sun slowly widen on the horizon, tingeing the tops of the corn husks in phosphorescent orange. “I think we should grow a quarter acre of peas next year, just to try them out,… Continue reading