Charlie: Chapter 65

For the second time that summer, I woke to what sounded like a herd of elephants dancing past my bedroom door. I glanced at the clock and wanted to cry. This time it was only six o’clock. It was going to be a long day! I was about to wake Rob, lying next to me, snoring gently, but I paused for a moment to take in the scene. My once neat and tidy dressin…