Hiding

I'm at the computer with the door to my bedroom closed, and no one is pounding on it.

Yet.

I'm hiding for a few minutes

because I'm afraid if I don't

I might decide on a whim

to send Keilana to a boarding school

or Ginger to a farm.

I'll keep Dylan, though, I suppose.

We have an understanding.

And Kylie.

Because, seriously, she's just a piece of cake.

But the other girls and I--

we're gonna have to work something out.