Did he think Brendan planned to snatch the laptop and throw it down a crevasse in a glacier?
Who was Florinda, and why did she faint so often that she needed a special couch on which to do it?
Perhaps nobody knows anybody..It was a terrifying thought: like the alone. That you could know people well, and know them again the following year, and then know them more...and yet remain strangers f...
Everybody was outdoors. This was the walkingest place Brian had ever seen.
Fall in love with me, Gary! She thought. Please. Please sit here holding me and think there's nowhere on earth I'd rather be than here, and no girl I'd rather have in my lap than Beth Rose Chapman!
Foster children could pack quickly. Every move Matt had ever made took only minutes, whereas when real people moved, they spent weeks getting ready, filling huge vans and leaving a trail of cardboard...
No boy to swagger down the hall with his arm around her, boasting with his walk that he dated this girl.
He felt enormously tired, as if he were an autumn leaf and his season were over. He felt ready to fall from the branch.
He got out in a middle-aged kind of way, locked the car, and ambled along.
There were no Middle Ages in America, dumb-o, said his sister. White people hadn’t gotten here yet. Only Europe had Middle Ages.
Arms, her black African arms, with
Her father drove up and down car aisles, looking for a good slot. Who cared about a good slot? Just park the car already!
Her laughter began low and quiet then rose in pitch and flickered all over the room, like blood splatter.
Her name was Janie and she loved her shoes and she loved her doggy back home and basically she loved everything. Hannah quickly tired of this kid’s happiness.
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.
I guess even really annoying people can be right sometimes.
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.
I have no beliefs, said her mother. Only hopes.
Rents were high, according to the ads in real estate agents’ windows, but not killer high.
I never heard of the person on this return address. Calvin Vinesett. What a name. He’s probably selling something, like all our other mail is. The expensive envelope is a sales trick.
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