Escaping the Inheritance, by C. Christine FairĀ 

Sitting across the rotting planks of a water-worn picnic table, Chris glowered at Bob and strained not to hear him. She studied his ruddy face with his pale, hooded, sky-blue eyes. His face was unmistakably and disappointingly redolent of her own. In anger, her mom would shake her head slowly and deliberately while growling in…

Holiday in Cambodia, by Kendra Nuttall

I like planning.  When I was 11 years old, I decided to get an English degree. When I was 14, I made a plan to graduate college before the age of 21. I listed potential schools to attend and which courses to take, ending up with complete plans for at least four different schools. I…