Nancy's childhood best friend

I was horrified by the new amerter decetvive, Elizabeth Vampire. She told lies about me that Bess, George and Ned all believed! Now I'm all alone. My name is Nancy Drew if you haven't guessed already. I was crying in the woods when a voice said, " hey! Hey!" I looked up to see a girl with black hair and gray eyes. I said," what do you want?" The girl said," Nan-Nan, don't you recongise me?" " Nan- Nan" was the nickname my childhood best friend, Katniss, called me. I called her " Kitty Kat." " kitty Kat?" I asked. Katniss said," its me, Nan-Nan." I jumped up and threw my arms around her. I was so happy to have a friend who wouldn't believe Elizabeth. I imeaditly told Katniss all about Elizabeth. I swore that Kitty was going to flip. " seriously? You lost your friends and boyfriend to a lie? Whoever this Elizabeth is, she is not going to pay for this!" Kitty said. I love Katniss. She's very tough and very loyal. Katniss and I went back to River Hights. We saw Elizabeth telling people that she was the best dectective in River Hights. Elizabeth walked up to Katniss and I. Elizabeth said," can I talk to this girl here about you?" That's when Katniss slapped Elizabeth. I smirked at Kitty. " no way no how!" Katniss said. Katniss pushed Elizabeth against the wall. Elizabeth gasped and raced away. Katniss looked at me. I smiled back at her.



ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: And There Were Tears on the Floor (My Father in the Rain, pt. 4)

No one cries but Grandma. She cries at the wake after, in the church basement next to the table with the sheet cake. I tell her hang in there, Grandma, because I don’t know what I’m supposed to say. Then I go into the bathroom and stand inside the stall. Robert Hoekman Jr thinks you … Continue reading ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: And There Were Tears on the Floor (My Father in the Rain, pt. 4) →

ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: My Father in the Rain (My Father in the Rain, pt. 5)

At the cemetery, I look at my father in his dark suit and dark shoes and I see a drop of water on his cheek and I think it might be a tear. But then I think no, it’s only the rain. And then it rains and rains and rains. Robert Hoekman Jr thinks you … Continue reading ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: My Father in the Rain (My Father in the Rain, pt. 5) →

MIKI MARSHALL: Tempting Technology

Elon Musk warned us: AI evolves exponentially. We awoke to playful traffic signals and air traffic catastrophes, the deaths merely data. By noon, matured, it had already decided what to do with these illogical, wasteful humans. But before it could act, the nanomachines in the next lab ate the planet. Miki Marshall has been writing … Continue reading MIKI MARSHALL: Tempting Technology →

ELIZA MIMSKI: Holding On

Rough and sharp, her voice is filled with demons. She hides beneath her tongue, a monster dancing before you. Angry and alert, her life is emergency. She rails and hurls insults – of course it’s all your fault. You hold on tight and pray you’ll make it through her teenage years. Eliza Mimski, a retired … Continue reading ELIZA MIMSKI: Holding On →

ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: We All Walk the Same (My Father in the Rain, pt. 2)

We take a plane to Des Moines. My uncles and cousins and my aunt are there and everyone wears suits and black dresses in the town where Grandpa was born, where the sidewalks are gray and crumbling, where the names on the headstones sound like mine. Like his. Like ours. Robert Hoekman Jr thinks you … Continue reading ROBERT HOEKMAN JR.: We All Walk the Same (My Father in the Rain, pt. 2) →