You make a good point,' Fletcher conceded. 'See, there's a reason why you're the girl and I'm the boy. You think about things while I...' 'Don't?' 'Exactly,' he said happily.
Derek LandyHow have you been? Youโre still as beautiful as ever.โ โAs are you, my dear. I love your shoes.โ โArenโt they delightful? I saw them and just had to have them. Their previous owner wasnโt too keen to let them go, but I can be very persuasive when I want to be.โ โIs that her blood on the left one?โ โAnd no amount of scrubbing will get it out, either.
Derek LandyFletcher appeared beside her. He peered at the baby. "Can it do any tricks yet?" "I'm still working on it. Want to hold her?" "God, no," Fletcher said laughing. "I'd drop it." "It's not an it, it's my baby sister. Go on, hold her. You won't make a mess of it, i swear. Only an idiot could drop a baby." "You always say I am an idiot." "But you're a special kind of idiot. Here." She passed Alice into his arms, and he stood there, rigid, a look of intense concentration on his face.
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