The first night I met him, he glared at me then leaned back a ways before slamming his head down on to the table. That thud of skull connecting with wood was so hard it made the walls shake and the windows rattle. I choked a bit on my heart, and my stomach churned with that nauseous fear that comes when everything is wrong. Very, very wrong. What were we doing with this kid in our home?
… The goal is for each blogger to scour their posts over the past year and identify the one post that they believe is their best writing of the year. Then, write a post about that best post with a link to it and complete the sentence “This post is simply the best because…” in 30 words or less. [Read More]