Flower Twenty-Four: French Willow–Bravery

Marcus   I found The Bulk and his cronies jamming some poor nerd into his locker the next morning.  After freeing the nerd, and handing him his glasses back, he took off running.  Then I faced The Bulk. “What’re ya doing, ruining our fun?” Milton complained, while The Bulk only smirked. “Looks like Mucus Eww…

Flower Twenty: Oleander–Beware

Emma I left Cantin Mansion in high spirits.  As I waited in the front driveway for the driver who was supposed to escort me home, I couldn’t help beaming.  Not only had I helped Heath get back on track to art school, but this was also the first time someone other than Grandmother or one…