I Called Three Investigators to My Nephew’s Birthday Party

the patio stones.

My aunt Karen, who cannot mind her own business if you paid her in gold, bent right down and read the top line before anyone could stop her.

Then she said, “Oh my God.”

Brittany snapped, “Give me that.”

Too late.

My brother got it next.

I watched his eyes move.

Candidate arrived twenty-three minutes late.

Blamed receptionist for incorrect continue reading …