Maybelle and Beezle

This story is based on another weirdly real dream that I had. Maybelle was in the front garden. Digging. That’s what Maybelle did whenever she had anything vexing on her mind. And by the energy of her digging, Maybelle was surely vexed. But the digging wasn’t helping like it usually did. There were now fiveContinue reading “Maybelle and Beezle”