His last thought was that it hadn't been stupidity that had allowed his son to enchant him so easily with words. It had been love.
Kristin CashoreYou won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?
Kristin CashoreIvan had contrived somehow in the dark of night to replace every watermelon in the watermelon patch with a gravestone, and every gravestone in the engraver's lot with a watermelon
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