Christian Kuhlman
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Stories (2/0)
Beautiful Chaos
When I was young, my mother did all of the things expected of a young stay-at-home mother of two young children - she cooked wholesome, healthy meals from scratch, engaged us with crafts, and, most importantly, she read to us every single night. Usually she would read to us from our Childcraft Folk Tales book. This book contained condensed versions of some of the most beloved nursery rhymes, folk tales, and fables. I was perhaps three years old, my younger sister just a little less than a year younger. We would both rush through our nightly baths, struggling into our pajamas as we raced to snuggle down in our beds, excitedly waiting to discover which stories we would explore that night.
By Christian Kuhlman3 years ago in Families
FIREPROOF
The blazing sun was slowly easing its oppressive grip on the air, but Casey decided it wasn't yet safe enough to leave her burrow to begin her nightly gardening. She pulled the insulated cover back over the burrow's opening and slid back out of the encroaching clutches of heat radiating from the opening into the much cooler depths of her burrow.
By Christian Kuhlman3 years ago in Fiction