Smallara

Madison had gotten up at some point during the pregame show. Cindy could hear her rummaging through the kitchen cabinets, opening one, then another, the sounds of casual searching carrying…

I realized I posted these out of order. So you read chapter 9 instead of chapter 8.  So i will just post the correct chapter early then fridays post will…

Madison stretched herself out across the couch before setting her mother down near her hip.  Even now, being placed there like that brought with it a fresh jolt of unreality.…

“No, Madison, you’re misunderstanding,” Greg said, trying to keep his voice calm. It still felt deeply unnatural, having to explain himself like this to his own daughter.  Madison rolled her…

Greg and Cindy had finally finished McKenzie’s homework. It had been harder than Madison’s usual assignments, longer reading, more careful responses, more places where a careless answer might stand out.…

Madison sat cross-legged atop her oversized bed, the soft comforter bunched beneath her legs as she leaned back against a mound of pillows. A makeup tutorial played on her tablet, some girl…