Have you ever been to a place that just puts you in awe?
Big sister. Bodyguards have nothing on me. No aviators necessary. I’m talking Solo Swat Team. Little bully in the park? You could see his feathers stand straight up when I offered to
Eric Davis hunched over the counter of the hardware store and examined the mouse trap under the greenish fluorescent lighting, running his fingers over the delicately crossing wires that formed the mesh walls.
Nicoletta stretched her hand out in front of her to allow Mary to slip a ring onto her finger then tilted her hand from side to side, admiring the way the diamond sparkled. “Nervous, Milady?” Mary asked.
To you I hear the oak tree call In seasons plagued with death. In winter and in colored fall The leaves long for your breath.