My tablecloth was missing in action and long, jagged scratches covered the table's surface.The scratches looked suspiciously like letters. I climbed on a chair and looked at it from above. MINE. Oh, that's great. Fantastic. So mature. Perhaps he would pull my pigtails next or stick a tack on my seat.
Ilona AndrewsEvery time I think youโve reached the limits of arrogance, you show me new heights. Truly, your egotism is like the Universeโever expanding.
Ilona Andrews