It was a warm Friday night, the second night of the annual Jackson County Fair. The place was packed with people for this annual weekend event. The fairgrounds smelled of fresh popcorn, corndogs, and apples dipped in caramel. The...
Brandon yanked open the front door of his house on Sherwood Drive before Steve even had a chance to knock. “Yo, dude. Can’t hang out here tonight. Mom’s kicking us out,” Brandon said. “Why? D’you ruin the place?” “No,” he...
The baseball games that summer were a struggle to watch. They were ruined by the thudding music in the apartment below. As I had done all that summer, I had stomped my foot and banged my wooden Louisville Slugger on...