PSI-3 David was playing ‘Sweet Painted Lady’ on the piano. He had one sweet painted lady sitting on the bench beside him, and another leaning…
PSI-4 Hyacinth crept out of her room wearing cuffed woolen socks that were sagging below her ankles and a practical white nightgown that dropped below…
PSI-4 Milo opened his door at five in the morning and detected breakfast. Possibly pancakes. Definitely something to do with eggs and sugar. He smiled…
PSI-2 Milo’s watch did not have an alarm function. Not that he couldn’t have added one, or several, but such a thing would’ve scared the…
PSI-3 Money meant more than movies and fun and independence, it was also rent and responsibility and getting things done. When Mordecai had expressed his…
PSI-2 She was barefoot and clad in a white chemise that the rain had done its level best to make transparent. Her developing figure was,…
PSI-1 Erik and Maggie both got crayons for Yule — on the very last day, like an afterthought — and not much else. Maggie and…
[PSI-3] “Cin?” She stood at the top of the stairs. Upon consideration, she came down a few. “There are kind of a lot of people…