Short Story: Enjoy the Poodle Skirt (Part One)

The bedroom light flicked on, and I blinked awake. No storybook sunlight drifted in through the windows, just Aunt Julie standing in the doorway saying a cheery, “Rise and dine!”    Faster than I could squeeze my eyes shut against the light, I remembered where I was and sat up quickly nearly banging my head on … More Short Story: Enjoy the Poodle Skirt (Part One)