Bob Graham

"After a long, cold winter, doors finally open, and children spill out like candies from a box. Amanda is the last one out of the apartment building, with a carton of chalk in her hands. On every inch of the pavement outside, the children draw pictures of flowers and trees, mushrooms and snails, and a few very unexpected things. It's a concrete garden. Their creativity, unfettered in the open air, brings something beautiful, something hopeful, to...

"Oh, let's do it!" say Kitty and Katy and Mom when a thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle mysteriously arrives in the mail. "I have time on my hands," agrees Dad. Starting in winter with the edges, by autumn they're almost done, only to discover that one piece is missing. Mom is sure that it must have accidentally gone out with the trash, so the Kellys pile into the car to comb through the local dump ("shouldn't take long"). There they uncover forgotten letters,...

A wind-up soldier bosses and berates the other toys, making them feel terrible, until they suddenly start to rebel.