Woo!" Emmett suddenly boomed in his deep bass. "Go Gators!" Jacob and Charlie jumped. The rest of us froze. Charlie recovered, then looked at Emmett over his shoulder. "Florida winning?" "Just scored the first touchdown," Emmett confirmed. He shot a look in my direction, wagging his eyebrows like a villain in vaudville. "'Bout time somebody scored around here.
Stephenie MeyerIt’s just been my experience that some kinds of working relationships are better motivated by fear than by monetary gain.
Stephenie MeyerTwilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.
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