We are your friends. It is the law of friendship that you tell us things you don’t want to tell us.
J. LynnWhat are you up to?” “Oh, you know, mischief and mayhem,” he replied. “That so reminds me of Harry Potter,” Brit said, sighing. “I need a re-read.” We all turned to her. Two bright spots appeared in her cheeks as she tossed her blonde hair back. “What? I’m not ashamed to admit that random things remind me of Harry Potter.
J. LynnJoin me? Patting the spot beside him, he inclined his head. “Pretty please? I’m lonely all by myself over here.
J. Lynn