Kid 1: *examining my gorgeous strawberry and blueberry pies*: Wow, Mom, your pies donโt look awful this time. Me (Ilona): ... ~A little later~ Kid 2: *wandering into the kitchen* Kid 1: Hey, youโve got to see these pies. *opening the stove* Kid 2: Wow. They are not ugly this time. Kid 1: I know, right?
Ilona AndrewsI also stole a small yellow doughnut from the box of Duncan's doughnuts in the rec room and fed it to the attack poodle in my office. He made a great production of it. First, he growled at the doughnut, just to show it who was boss. Then he nudged it with his nose. Then he licked it, until finally he snagged it into his mouth and chomped it with great pleasure, dropping crumbs all over the carpet.
Ilona AndrewsWhen a lion stalks a herd, he sneaks in close, lies down, and surveys them to choose his victim. He takes his time. The deer or buffalo have no idea heโs near. He finds his prey and then he explodes from his hiding place and grabs it. Even if another, perfectly serviceable animal ends up within his reach, he isnโt going to alter his course. He has chosen, and he would rather go hungry than change his mind.
Ilona AndrewsA massive beast dashed along the mountain apex. Astamur reached for his rifle. โA demon?โ โNo, not a demon.โ I might have preferred one . โThatโs my boyfriend.โ Atsany and the shepherd turned to look at me. โBoyfriend?โ Astamur said. Curran saw us. He paused on a stone crag and roared. The raw declaration of strength cracked through the mountains, rolling down the cliffs like a rockslide. โYep. Donโt worry. Heโs harmless.
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