Robbie Jordan Meets Cam Flaherty by Edith Maxwell

Hey, there. Robbie Jordan here. I had the funnest day yesterday. March is kind of a slow month in southern Indiana, and the breakfast rush in my country store restaurant Pans ‘N Pancakes hadn’t been much of a rush at all. Along about ten the bell on the door jangled...

A Day in the Life of Mari Arai by Naomi Hirahara

I don’t get my father. I really don’t get him. He rarely said two words to me growing up, which was hard for an only child like me. But I still looked forward to him coming home, driving up in our narrow driveway in his beat-up gardening truck. It was green, but not a...