Goddess, make that baby stop crying. He hadn’t stopped since mom brought him back from the hospital, and it was making my ears hurt. He’d been here a year, and he was still so annoying. I just wanted to watch my dinosaur show and play with my toys. If I was lucky, Mom would get him back to sleep, and I could watch the new Super Rangers episode before dad noticed me. I grabbed my biggest T-rex and made him fight my Plesiosaur in a pretend ocean. My T-rex could breathe underwater, so the stupid fish dino didn’t have a chance.
“Hey Michael,” my dad said nicely, coming down the stairs. My heart was beating fast, and I hated when he was around. It was scarier when he wasn’t mean to me. I didn’t know what he wanted when that happened.
“Good morning!” I tried my best to smile and be happy, so
