A dog – a collie – went up to Eric, looked up at his face, and growled. “Shoo,” Eric said, making an imperious gesture with his hand.
Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother.
Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.
It was time to pull my moral socks up and behave myself.
Coffe is the perfume of morning.
The security light made me feel safe, though I knew that was an illusion. If there's light, you can just see what's coming for you a little more clearly.