Thunderstorm
Roko dropped the contents of his phone onto the bar and flung himself onto his sofa. The coyote had just finished his first day working lunch shift at the Mediterranean bistro that his Turkish friend had recently opened. The new restaurant easily had...
What You Find
"My mom is always telling me that I'm not good enough," I confided to Kelley. "My grades aren't good enough. I didn't score enough on the field. Even when I'm the MVP, she tells me I'm a ball-hog." "'Suma," the husky's face contorted as he clasped...
What You Expect
I was the first one awake. Kusuma was pressed up to me tightly from behind. It was hard to keep my tail from wagging and waking him up. Calvin slept in front of me, wrapped in my arms. Occasionally, he'd squirm or kick his feet. I thought it was...