Is it like a Harry Potter thing?" He turned his head then. "A what?" "A Harry Potter thing," she said again. "You know, don't say Voldemort's name because you might attract his attention?" He considered it. "You mean the children's book." "I have got to get you to watch more movies," she said. "You'd enjoy these. Yes, I mean the children's book.
Patricia BriggsAnna followed, keeping a sharp eye out for things he might back into or over. She wondered if Isaac did this all the time-and, if so, how he avoided getting photos in the paper with captions like "Local Alpha Trips Over Child" or "Wolf Versus Street Sign, Street Sign Wins.
Patricia BriggsWhen we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. โScott?โ Adam said as we headed upstairs. โYeah?โ โUnless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I donโt want to see you lying in the walkway again.โ โYessir!
Patricia BriggsAsil has appointed himself my guardian?" asked Charles softly. Asil was overstepping himself. "He was bored, he told me," said his father. He gave Charles a small smile. "I have given him a job so he doesnโt get bored again.
Patricia BriggsA second floor window opened, and Kyle stuck his head and shoulders out so he could look down at us. โIf you two are finished playing Cowboy and Indian out there, some of us would like to get their beauty sleep.โ I looked at Warren. โYou heard โum Kemo Sabe. Me go to my little wigwam and get โum shut-eye.โ โHow come you always get to play the Indian?โ whined Warren, deadpan. โCause sheโs the Indian, white boy,โ said Kyle.
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