Dec.28th – Jessie meets Trader Mike

Molly shrieked. The man had thrown several furs on her clean kitchen table. “Trader Mike get your disgusting furs out of this kitchen and out of this town. You know that I can’t stand it when you bring them in here.”

Molly hacked at a cabbage she had been shredding for cabbage rolls. Her face was bright red and she murmured under her breath. Whack! She slammed the cleaver into the butcher’s block. Continue reading Dec.28th – Jessie meets Trader Mike