“Wake up! It’s Fall!”  Bree groaned, the fogginess in her brain telling her it was much too early to wake up. She rolled over, turning her back to the voice.  “C’mon, Bree, you don’t even know what it feels like outside!”  “Too early for outside,” Bree mumbled.  “Too bad.”  Something dumped on top of Bree—or … Continue reading Writeober Day 1: Leaves