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I am a single mother of three! My largest passions is creating worlds within the written word. I'm so excited to begin sharing this love and passion with the world. Talk to me and follow me on Instagram @thatchickcharliesl !
Homeschooling Adventures
I will be the first to admit that I know next to nothing about teaching children. When it comes to figuring out how to explain things in a coherent manner to a young mind I fall short frequently, despite having raised all three of mine up to this point. In fact, I'd also be the first to admit that, in certain subjects, I'm not exactly top tier.
Doewater Creek
Christine slid the sunglasses up along the bridge of her nose and over her forehead, settling them into her hairline. As she did she pulled the length of her loose chestnut curls from her face. There wasn’t much to see from her vantage point, but it didn’t stop the over-eager reporter from standing on the highest point of her toes and peering over the heads of the police milling about just beyond the bright yellow tape that blocked off the small hiking trail.
Doewater Creek
There was something about the crunch of the snow beneath his boot that he found distasteful. It wasn’t inherently a bad sound, of course, the soft crunch from heel to toe as your foot sank down into the softened ground. It could have been the mud he knew was beneath the slurry, mucking up the sole of his boot, tracking him through his path as he moved beneath the wavering loose stretch of police tape that had been left to block the path. It shouldn’t have bothered him, it wasn’t the first time he’d walked through the snow, but he supposed it could be a number of things. Then again, if you asked anyone who knew him it was far more likely to be simply because Nikoli Viscardi found something to grump about at all times.
Deliver Me
Jessica held the sides of her head cradled within her palms, elbows planted against her knees as she leaned as far over as she could. How the hell had she managed to get herself into a mess like this? Somewhere along the line, between making the decision that she had to do something with her life and realizing that she needed money to accomplish that, she had managed to make a series of utterly stupid decisions.
