The Gift That Keeps on Aggravating

The Gift That Keeps on Aggravating I was so used to the fairy pigs that I forgot to tell my cousin visiting for Christmas. He woke up to his robe gone and two misshapen sacks by his bed. I rushed in at his cry of shock. “Wow, what beautiful shoes!” I exclaimed. “Listen,” I whispered,…

Alone on Top of the World

Alone on Top of the World Dawn came early on top of the world. It was a hard dawn, not like the mellow mornings down below. Up on top, the glaring sunrays were as flint-edged as the wind and the burning cold. But there was light and it found its way through the crack in…