You can't just steal from someone and then try to justify it. It's still stealing. Call the police. Get the professionals involved.” “Yeah... I guess.” “I don't like to see an animal abused any more than you do. I want to get this guy.
I didn't think...” “No, you didn't, did you? Instead, you went and got yourself mixed up in something. You can't just steal from someone and then try to justify it. It's still stealing. Call the police. Get the professionals involved.
We're all in some mystical land in our heads, picturing how Wendi is gonna look in her, no doubt, fucking string bikini. I hear the crack of the opening can at the same second Brent starts yelling. It sounds like the crack of a—“Doug!
“It's so obvious I just can't believe you can't — but it must be the crack.” Keira stepped over the toys. “It's like a thin line of brightness in the air, but it's been tangled up somehow. I guess that's how they seal it.
This can't be happening. Not to him. “I can't feel my legs,” he says to the dead woman. “I can't feel my legs. They don't work anymore.” The dead woman, still impaled on the log, stares back at him with her one tache noire eye and her ...
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“You can't cancel,” Steve protested over the phone. “You're lined up for four more schools this week.” Dan tried to be patient. “Look, it's an emergency, or you know I wouldn't cancel out on you.” “You're not sick.” “No.
I'll never forget squinting into the crevice of Lew's office through the crack in the door. The image of my parents sitting on leather chairs that cost more than they made in a month seared into my mind. Ten minutes later, the door ...