That's the great thing about being a writer. You dream up amazing questions... and then dream up even more amazing answers.
Richelle MeadI disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. โWhoโs Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?โ โThey wonโt accept the charges,โ I murmured.
Richelle MeadAnd than suddenly he was there, charging down the hallway like death in a cowboy duster.
Richelle MeadYour boyfriend and Micah will both be speechless." I unfastened my seatbelt. "That's the third time I've heard 'your boyfriend.' What's going on about that? Why won't anyone say Brayden's name?" Neither of them answered right away. Finally, Jill said sheepishly, "Because none of us can remember it." "Oh, come on! I'd expect that from Adrian but not you guys. It's not that weird of a name." "No," admitted Eddie. "But there's just something so...I don't know. Unmemorable about him. I'm glad he makes you happy, but I just start to tune out whenever he talks.
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