Goosebumps for Grown-Ups
by Holly Richmond


The Egg Harvest
Seriously, Has Anyone Seen My Checkbook?
The Armpit Lump
Dad Is Calling at 3 O’Clock in the Morning
I Left My ID at Home and My Flight Leaves in Half an Hour
Attack of the Ingrown Hairs
I Have a Caulking Gun and I AM Afraid to Use It, Now That You Ask
Return of the Fruitflies
Stay Out of the Basement, Because We Can’t Afford a New Washing Machine Right Now
Hunger-Induced Insomnia
My Tax Preparer Is a Fucking Wizard
Put Down that Speculum
Holly Richmond is afraid of most things, but especially drowning in an upside-down kayak. Sometimes she tweets.