Best Worst Day Ever (Part 2) Matt crossed his fingers before the door opened. But as he made his way onto the cheese wagon, his hopes for a relaxing morning ride went out the window. Four rows back, under an unruly mop of black hair, a pair of ferret-like eyes glowered at him—Kurt Lowermilk. Leigh … Continue reading Best Worst Day Ever (Part 3)

Best Worst Day Ever (Part 1) Ugh. He turned and slumped toward the den, now Mom’s “bedroom.” Parting the curtains that separated it from the living room, he looked inside. To his left squatted a potty chair. Directly ahead was a medical bed, on which his mother lay covered by thin white sheets. To her … Continue reading Best Worst Day Ever (Part 2)