"Oh My God," I blurted, grabbing onto Phin as we faced the open bedroom door. "It's the axe murderer." "I doubt he would knock," she said, but she was whispering, too, and didn't move away from me.
Rosemary Clement-MooreShe was the only creature in the world who would really care if something happened to me, even if it was only because I was the bringer of kibble.
Rosemary Clement-MooreThat was easy for him to say when his cell phone was rounding third base. If anyone got a home run tonight, I didn't want it to be Verizon Wireless.
Rosemary Clement-Moore