I know there was a time, when our country was new, when the assignment of these numbers helped organize something that was on the brink of not existing. But we are no longer that country. We are so much more now.
Ah yes, the man or the crown. I'm afraid some can't tell the difference.
No, I’m not choosing him or you. I’m choosing me.
It’s okay, Kriss. Have some pie,” Natalie offered.
She had brillant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun all together.
The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.