I would love to say how nice it is to see you again, but that would be a lie. And I am nothing if not honest.
You need help, and that's what books are for.
The toes of our ratty black sneakers touched.
Stupid to the power of stupid.
I walked over and picked up one of the jugs. "What's this? Some kind of Caster disinfectant?" Lena took it out of my hand and lined it up with the others. "Yeah, it's called bleach.
I'm just the librarian. I can only give you the books. I can't give you the answers.