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Suddenly They All Died. The End | Kay Kauffman


A mild-mannered legal secretary by day, I wrangle words and kids in my spare time.  I’m a proud member of the Alliance of Worldbuilders and a band geek for life.


Life & Literature

My blog is a place where I can collect my poetry and short stories. It’s also where I go to practice writing when I don’t feel like working on a story. It’s my online home. My goal is to connect with people who share similar interests and make friends with all of them.


What was the last book you read without skipping any pages?
I can’t imagine reading a book and skipping pages! However, the last book I read that gripped me in a stranglehold and didn’t let go was The Ark by Laura Liddell Nolen. It’s a fantastic book about the end of the world and I can’t wait for the sequel to come out so I can find out what happens next. I’m already brewing the coffee for an epic all-night read-a-thon. 🙂

How did you meet your best friend?
I have a few besties, but only one has an interesting introduction story. I met my friend, we’ll call her Abby, the summer we were eleven. Her sister was my next-door neighbor (by which I mean she lived down the street and around the corner, but we shared a backyard, so we may as well have been next-door neighbors).  I strongly disliked Abby’s sister when we were kids – she was my own annoying sister’s best friend, which was reason enough, but she was also an incredibly pest, in the way that younger sisters often are. Anyway, Abby’s sister was making a nuisance of herself one day, so I told her to go home. Then this happened:

Li’l Sis: “Fine! I’m gonna get my big sister and she’s gonna beat you up cuz she’s bigger than you and she’s older than you!”

Me: “Pfft. Whatever. You don’t even have a sister.”

Li’l Sis: “I do, too!”

Five or ten minutes pass, and pretty soon Abby rolls up on her bike with her sister trotting behind her.

Abby: “What’s going on?”

Me: “We didn’t want to play with your sister, so we told her to go home.”

Abby: *turns to sis* “Sorry, sis, there’s nothing I can do. They don’t have to play with you if they don’t want to.”

Li’l Sis: *starts crying*

Me: *turns to Abby* “Wanna hang out?”

Abby: “Sure!”

And the rest, as they say, is history.

What age do you feel right now?

Eighteen. Certainly not thirty-one.  Definitely not almost-thirty-two.

How old do you feel? 
Eighteen. Certainly not thirty-one.  Definitely not almost-thirty-two.

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