The four-leaf clover should not have been there, caught in Esteban's hair. It was a surprise there was any clover at all. The cows had already been through twice that week, pulling at the remnants of ... [+]
Justine and Margie had decided to take the lead in the revolt. They were discussing in muttered tones in their little brother Charlie's room. As he was only two years old, he would not be capable of giving away the plot his sisters were busy hatching against the self-proclaimed chief of their school. It had all started when Henry, a tall 6th grade boy in Justine's class, had drawn a chalk line in the playground that nobody was allowed to cross. Fatboss – as all the kids in the school called him behind his back – was the leader of a gang of boys and as vicious as he was tall and hefty. Surroun