Summer, Day 30

When I got out of bed that morning, all the Starburst minis : gone. Yali. With all that sugar swimming around inside his stout Colombian stomach, none of us predicted he would sit through the entire church service without going bonkers.

Before the sermon began, sitting in his big brother’s lap, Yali listened carefully as Puck tried to coax him into a nap.

“You should take my suggestion,” Puck whispered. “It will keep you out of trouble.”