Half-Moon Investigations

In my experience, boys are predictable. As soon as they think of something, they do it. Girls are smarter—they plan ahead. They think about not getting caught.

Doobie always wanted to see the badge. It was shiny, and he was eight.

Her glare was so intense that you completely forgot she was wearing pink.

When you've come face-to-face with the dark side of the school yard, life doesn't hold many surprises.

Red was smiling back at me. “Ok. I'm not in trouble. But tell me your heart didn't start beating for the first time in a month.” I couldn't deny it. So I didn't.

Excuse me, Tex," the nurse said, hands on hips. 'Would you mind reining in the voice. There are babies being born in this hospital. We wouldn't want the first sound they hear to be your painful howling. There could be lawsuits.

You still awake?' asked the anesthetist. 'Nope,' I replied.