Cookies for my Orc Neighbor by Michele Mills

The big green Orc living next door to me is so very mysterious.

He works from home and rarely goes outside. And when he does go out, he never wears a shirt buttoned over his massive chest, no matter the weather. Small children and senior citizens run screaming when he stomps to his truck, so I guess I understand his reticence?
But today is Valentine’s Day and I’m worried the big guy is sad and lonely. My neighbor is more angry-looking and growly than usual, despite that darling puppy he recently adopted
And since I happen to be alone this Valentine’s Day too, I decide to bring him a plate of my famous sugar cookies.
Everyone warns me not to disturb him because Orcs always claim their Brides in the dark of winter.
But for some reason, this doesn’t worry me at all.