by Ari Collins
“William, please stop telling on the other three-year-olds,” I said. “It’s not nice.”
“Okay, Ms. Emily.” He headed back to the teeter-totter.
“He’ll just name random kids sometimes,” Ms. Jennifer said. “Here comes lil’ Madlibs again.”
“Ms. Emily?”
“What is it, William?”
“Cathy’s telling on me.”
“You... have it backwards, William.”
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Reports From The Lunch Line
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