Ethel said: "Lloyd, there's someone here you may remember-" Daisy could not restrain herself. She ran to Lloyd and threw herself into his arms. She hugged him. She looked into his green eyes, then kissed his brown cheeks and his broken nose and then his mouth. "I love you, Lloyd," she sad madly. "I love you, I love you, I love you." "I love you, too, Daisy," he said. Behind her, Daisy heard Ethel's wry voice. "You do remember, I see.
Ken FollettI like reading history, and actually most authors enjoy the research part because it is, after all, easier than writing.
Ken FollettWhy was it, Lloyd wondered, that the people who wanted to destroy everything good about their country were the quickest to wave the national flag?
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