Libba Bray Quote
We’ll have to make the chumps believe it. Moonlight strolls. Staring into each other’s eyes. Sharing the same straw in our egg cream. Dreadful pet names.Not Lamb Chop, Evie protested. That’s hideous.You got it, Pork Chop.I will murder you in your sleep.Sam grinned. Does that mean you’re sleeping beside me?Not on your life, Lloyd.
Libba Bray
We’ll have to make the chumps believe it. Moonlight strolls. Staring into each other’s eyes. Sharing the same straw in our egg cream. Dreadful pet names.Not Lamb Chop, Evie protested. That’s hideous.You got it, Pork Chop.I will murder you in your sleep.Sam grinned. Does that mean you’re sleeping beside me?Not on your life, Lloyd.