Then I went to bed and cried into my pillow. I wasn't sad, not at all. It was just so beautiful to have an intense feeling and the right words at the same time. What are we but our stories?
James PattersonThe house was on fire," i greeted them tersely. "In case you're interested." they both glanced up overhead as if to make sure the house was still standing. Fang sniffed, smelling the smoke. It's out, right?" he said
James PattersonNot saving you from this storm, mutant,โ he said. โSaving you for your later fate, we are.โ His voice was weirdly inflected and metallic, like an automated answering machine. โOh, good. Yoda captured us,โ Fang whispered.
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