from the 13th Kate Shugak novel
“Yuck!” The pool of slush covered the road from snow berm to snow berm and thirteen-year old Andrea Kvasnikof had just stepped in it up to her ankle and over the tops of her brand-new, white on white Nike Kaj. “Ms. Doogan! Ms. Doogan, my shoe’s all wet!” “This is where the leading edge of…
