Where Genres Collide Traci Dowe YA Author

“Hey Lucy. Look at this new material.”

“Yeah. Little one. The others just couldn’t stand up to us.”

“I don’t know what that means. Look a deer.”

“It means that you and I are pretty hard on couches. You know laying around on them and all.”

“What’s that black thing on the floor?”

“It’s a mid century modern accent rug.”

“Why are you standing like a bronze horse in the park? Look another deer.”

“I’m keeping an eye out for mom. Not sure she’s going to appreaciate you on the couch.”

“I think she is fine with it.”