Story Five: The Hair

A little background about the story:

When I was a kid, I spent a large chunk of lunchtime searching through the peanut butter and butter sandwiches my mom packed for me just about every day. I was sure there was a hair curled up in there someplace, and sometimes I was right. (No, that wasn’t a typo. My mom packed me peanut butter and butter. They were not my favorite sandwiches; I told her. She still packed them.) This was back in the day when people had five-inch thick shag carpeting, though, so there was a lot of hair trapped in those suckers, and who knew what else. To this day, that’s still one of my worst fears — having a hair in my food, and that I will be forced to eat a peanut butter and butter sandwich. Oddly, shag carpeting does not bother me at all.

Anyway, the fifth story in my new book From the Bottom of the Cauldron: Tales of Witch Training is called “The Hair.” Writing it brought back all those feel-good memories of hairy lunches. I hope it brings it all up for you too.

Go here to read it.

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