Nona and Squawker were bonding for the 12th

Nona and Squawker were bonding for the 12th year on the library roof. Employees noted all sorts of strange noises at 6am local time. So.e came to work early on purpose just to be

a sanctuary, prepare me to be a sanctuary

,my lighthouse, my lighthouse, shining through the dark

The waves crashed against the shore and reminded me of gentle kisses shared on summer nights. The nostalgia faded as I became intent on turning back to the cabin.

Yes, it had to be done. I had to go back to the cabin and confront my greatest fear. I wasn't going to be easy, but people were counting on me.

Somehow I had to get the bowl of porridge away from Momma bear so I could preform a gluten test on it. Momma bear had a nasty streak and very sharp teeth so I tried to

distract her with my honey pot. It worked for a while, mostly because she was annoyed the lid was open. With my left foot I nudged her bowl of porridge. "Paws off the table!"

Finally fed up, Goldilocks decked the brassy bear and pilfered the porridge while Winnie writhed in pain. "Sorry, but I need this more than you." Goldi got away with

assault, robbery, and possession of illegal drugs. She ran to the Rockies, where the drug-laced porridge had been legalized. She sold it for a house, not too big, not too small.