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eBook Category: Fantasy/Young Adult
eBook Description: Julian Evans is a teenager with very sloppy, absent-minded parents, and he's tired of cleaning up after them. So when he manages to attract a brownie to his home, he thinks his problems are solved. But he didn't realize how his parents were going to react.

eBook Publisher: Fictionwise.com, Published: hings That Go Bump In The Night, 1989
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2005

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Words: 3101
Reading time: 8-12 min.
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Julian Evans let himself in through the back door, collapsed in a chair at the kitchen table, and dropped his schoolbooks on the chair next to him. After fifteen years of living with two highly successful, busy professionals for parents, he knew better than to put anything on the kitchen table unless he had just personally wiped off the table. (He still remembered vividly the look on his fifth grade teacher's face when Julian returned his report card with his mother's signature on the front and orange marmalade on the back.) Feeling thoroughly discouraged, he surveyed the mess around him. It made him feel tired just to look at it. He had skipped lunch, too, but the sight of his mother's kitchen was enough to take away his appetite, regardless of how hungry he'd been before walking in the door. Sighing, he started clearing things up.

He had the kitchen about halfway cleaned up when he heard his mother's car in the driveway. A few seconds later, she breezed in, dropped an armload of papers and magazines on the newly cleared table, and bent to kiss his cheek. "Hi, sweetheart. Did you have a nice day?" Without pause she continued, "Mine was so hectic--and your father and I are going out tonight." She pulled out the hairpins that held her long blond hair in a prim bun and dropped them on the table, shaking her hair loose as she did so. "I did tell you that, didn't I?" She picked up the tea kettle, shook it, took it to the sink to fill it, and put it on the burner.

"I think so," Julian said, "and, anyway, it's on the calendar--dinner with the Witkes and theatre."