A Cup of Sugar

Veronica had just gotten out of the shower when the doorbell rang, so she decided to answer it in a towel. It was Mr. Cosgrove, a neighbor of hers.
“Hi, Mr. Cosgrove,” Veronica said. “Sorry. I just got out of the shower.”
“Hi,” Mr.

Hannah

I had been keeping my eye on Hannah for quite awhile. She was the type of girl that drives me crazy; thin, brunette, virginal. She was fifteen, but she looked about twelve, and she had a scared look her eyes like a deer caught in the headlights. I al

Kissing Libby

Kissing Libby

I remember that night that led me to Libby’s arms. I had just come home from a disastrous first date. Michael, a lifelong friend, had a few months ago gotten the impression that we’d make a good couple. He kept harassing me