Hi! I'm Kelly.

As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

Finders, Keepers

Finders, Keepers

I'm nursing the baby upstairs while my husband and oldest son read bedtime stories downstairs. 

They're giggling, everyone's happy. Then--screams. Screams and screams and more screams. An injury? An axe murderer? I stiffen to rise. Then I hear my husband's voice. 

"YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR BOOGERS. THE TISSUE STAYS IN THE TRASH." 

"I WANT THEM!

"Why would you want to keep your boogers?" 

"BECAUSE THEY'RE MINE!" 

I have no words.

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Things to Remember

Things to Remember

Finding a Way Forward

Finding a Way Forward