Never trust a duck.
Tessa touched his wrist lightly with her hand. Be brave, she said. It's not a duck, is it?
If you are stealing people's thunder just by being around and standing there; you really can't expect people to like you. People want their own thunder to be heard loud and wide, not yours! Swans shou...
She turned and looked at him. Ducks? she said again.A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have.
