Eddie Rakeleaves — A Tale of Long Ago

Strange happenings at Miss Selma’s house

Original illustration by Tanya Panova for New Standards Publishing Group

Near the end of the summer, Jody invited me to come spend the night on Thursday before butter-and-eggs day on Friday. Jody and I lay on our stomachs in bed that night with our faces almost out the open window, listening for owls and animal noises. There was just a little bit of hay meadow breeze, and Jody said she could smell rain.