The sea does not like to be restrained.
June cackled with delight, muttering, "Whoops!" as a car almost killed them.
Feel the wrath of wheat!
I pictured my mom, alone in our little apartment on the Upper East Side. I tried to remember the smell of her blue waffles in the kitchen. It seemed so far away.
Six minus six is zero. Spears are good for subtraction Ella said
What are you thinking? Nothing. I mean...a lot of things. Kind of all at once.