“What’s next is always writing hard-hitting stories, darling!”
Clack clack clack went her keyboard beneath Kelly's paws as Tatum watched in awe.
“Now you try, dear!” trilled Kelly
Tatum wrote about finishing their new sweater, and how nice it would be to wear come winter.
Clack clack clack went her keyboard beneath Kelly's paws as Tatum watched in awe.
“Now you try, dear!” trilled Kelly
Tatum wrote about finishing their new sweater, and how nice it would be to wear come winter.
“My word, Tatum!” called Kelly, “what a touching piece of writing!”
Kelly was being very nice, but now Tatum was getting frustrated.
What would Tatum do next?
It felt like the question had been following Tatum around since Mama first asked it.