Loving Feelings

Chi-ching. Rat-ta-tat. Chi-ching. Thwang.

Jenni Anderson paused and listened. The muffled noise buffeted down the hallway. Cory. What was he doing? She moved closer to his doorway and pressed her ear against the wood.

Chi-ching. Whirr. Rat-ta-tat. Bah-ding.

She pulled her head away and rapped her knuckles against the door. Though he was only eight, she had always tried to respect his privacy. "Cory, what are you doing?"

The racket stopped.

"Nothing." His tone reflected his irritation.

"Can I come in?" Jenni asked, placing her hand on the knob and containing the desire to tell him to watch his mouth, but she wanted inside without a fight.

"Why?"

"Because I want to know what you're doing."

She heard his footsteps pound across the bedroom floor, and the knob turned beneath her hand. She pulled it away as the door opened an inch, and Cory peeked out through the chink. "I'm playing."

Jenni tried to peer into the room but the angle only yielded her a look at the bedroom closet door. "Playing what?"

He hesitated until guilt broke through his stoic look, and he gave in. "Pinba ... read full excerpt from: Loving Feelings ebook