My French family will put up a terrible fuss, said Sarah anxiously. Pierre might even summon his fellow officers and do something violent.Eben grinned. Not if I have Huron warriors behind me.
Stephen was holding his glass of tea so tightly it squeezed out the bottom of his grip like toothpaste and landed on the table.
And it isn’t creepy. It’s romantic.
Her laughter began low and quiet then rose in pitch and flickered all over the room, like blood splatter.
If I were a seagullI wouldn't have to stick aroundIf people argued- I would fly off,swerve, wheel, dip, scream.a thousand wings of company if I have friendstwo strong wings of my ownIf I don't
I don’t understand adoptions myself. I wouldn’t want to be a father to somebody else’s son. But the French and the Indians have run out of children. They love to pretend we’re their children.They aren...
By noon the next day, she had pulled off three more ATM events.
We will freeze to death, thought Mercy. Why go to the trouble of carrying a hundred pairs of moccasins when they won’t make a fire?Her Indian knelt and, with his bare hands, scooped out a hole in a sn...
They reached a river where the water was open, seething and churning over rocks.We’re going to cross that? thought Mercy. It’s too wide and deep. We’ll drown.Tannhahorens took off his tobacco necklace...
Rents were high, according to the ads in real estate agents’ windows, but not killer high.
People could not accept the presence of Evil. They had to laugh, or shrug. Walk away, or look elsewhere.
I have no beliefs, said her mother. Only hopes.
I stalked you. Don’t be mad.
Michael took pictures of everybody. We’ll want to remember this, he told Janie.
Bianca and Mindy crept into the room like great big fashionable mice.
He felt enormously tired, as if he were an autumn leaf and his season were over. He felt ready to fall from the branch.
You must love teaching', one mother said to Mr. Shevvington. 'Yes indeed. I think of each class as a zoo.' He laughed..'Twenty-six to a cage.
Did he think Brendan planned to snatch the laptop and throw it down a crevasse in a glacier?
Crush. It's a word for something temporary. Something that weights you down and makes it hard to breathe. I don't have a crush on you now, I thought. I just plain love you. Good old reliable love.
Everybody was outdoors. This was the walkingest place Brian had ever seen.
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