Now panic beats and flutters inside my skull like a flock of starlings locked in an attic.
Stephen KingYou pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.
Stephen KingNow panic beats and flutters inside my skull like a flock of starlings locked in an attic.
Stephen KingYou pay for what you get, you own what you pay for... and sooner or later whatever you own comes back home to you.
Stephen King