Christmas Stockings and Missed Traditions by Our Intern, Aubrey Winstead
“Truce?” I turn to my sister first, but she’s already turned on me. “I’m out of ammo,” I’m barely able to squeal before she aims and fires. The bullet whizzes past me, hitting our dad in the shoulder. “Who was that?” he demands. I gesture at my uncle. Though his weapon had been aimed at […]