La vida

The Enigmatic Painting Lydia sat in the back seat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits were

The Mysterious Painting Alice sat in the backseat of the car, gazing out the window. Her spirits were

“Go on ahead, I’ll catch up later.” “Where are you?” “At the cottage.

Three Letters with No Return Address The air was still—no wind, no rustling leaves, no birdsong—as if

—Maybe next you’ll wash his underwear too? His socks, eh? He’s a grown man, for God’s sake!

Slamming his hand down on the alarm clock, Lenny Fisher dragged himself out of bed and padded barefoot

“You go ahead, I’ll catch up.” “Where are you?” “At the cottage.

**The Grumpy Old Woman** Emma stepped out of the cab and waited for little Sophie to climb out after her.

“You’re a husband, not a piece of furniture.” “You bought the wrong bread again.

The Spiteful Old Woman Emma stepped out of the taxi and waited as little Amelia struggled free from the backseat.