Grandkids!

Dear Lord… Please…

Dear Lord… Please…

I sat down at the dinner table, shot Barrett, my six-year-old grandson, a strained smile, then pressed my hands together in prayer. My husband, Henry, jumped a bit too enthusiastically…Read more
Rats: The Ultimate Status Symbol?

Rats: The Ultimate Status Symbol?

“Gramma, why do you have so many rats in your house?” Barrett’s voice echoed through the crowded halls of Amenity Hall, the prestigious private school he attended. I froze, horrified,…Read more
The Problem With Grandma’s Lie

The Problem With Grandma’s Lie

"Grandma," Barrett's small voice sounded from somewhere in the dark. I felt the bed give as he scrambled up to the empty space between Henry and me. "There's something scary…Read more