The Crossing Guard
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street. “It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.
“We are eating popcorn!” Rory yells to me from across the street. “It is kettle corn!” Hazel enthusiastically adds as they mirror each other’s handfuls to their own mouths.