Children's Fiction
Jeffrey moved back to the front door and grabbed the biggest suitcase. "Ouch," he said, straining his back. "What do you have in here?"
Charlie smiled. He was no longer upset. "Videos," he said, lifting his eyebrows. "XXX. And magazines that’ll make your head spin."
Jeffrey dropped the suitcase. "What?"
If Burlington Northern were tied up outside, Knuckles McGraw could leap through the window right onto his back and gallop away before anyone knew he was gone. But for now he has to creep down the stairs, avoiding the creaky ones, carrying his shoes in one hand and his lunch kit in the other. He shoves his shoes under his arm so he can turn the front-door handle. It opens without making a sound.