“Charlotte!” said Glenda, one Thursday afternoon while she was washing dishes. “You didn’t scrape out your leftover cereal this morning. It’s disgusting. Come and scrape it out now.” “I can’t,” called Charlotte from the computer in the next room. “I’m… — Jennifer Lott Copy Share Image
“Charlotte’s dirty dishes haunted her dreams that night. She was running down a dark tunnel and close behind her plates, cups, bowls and crumbs… — Jennifer Lott Copy Share Image
“Charlotte!” said Glenda, one Thursday afternoon while she was washing dishes. “You didn’t scrape out your leftover cereal this morning. It’s disgusting. Come and… — Jennifer Lott Copy Share Image
