Pirate Penguin
“You don’t even have to ask me, ‘What’s for the snack sack?’ today.” “Oh yeah?” I stopped what I was doing to look at him. “What’s for the snack sack?” I asked anyway. “What’s for...
“You don’t even have to ask me, ‘What’s for the snack sack?’ today.” “Oh yeah?” I stopped what I was doing to look at him. “What’s for the snack sack?” I asked anyway. “What’s for...
“What’ll be today? “A house with Christmas lights,” he said thinking of something Christmas-y like yesterday’s Christmas Tree. But he remembered what he really wanted yesterday and quickly changed it up, “No, no! Davy Jones!...
What if my letters were in a treasure box… I’m never sure what he’s going to suggest in the morning and that still scares me. After the extra time spent on the New York skyline...