Moving on was going to require leaving the woods and getting a friend set that didn’t have gray hairs, hip replacements and a few false teeth.
She stared into his eyes and announced, “A good-bye kiss.
I’ve got everything ready to go,” I said once he was finally awake and dressed.
All the tenderness and vulnerability was gone from his face when he said, “Go where?”
His eyes narrowed. “This is America.”
“This is Canada.”
“Which is in North America.”
Silly Canadians wanting be part of the Cool Kids Club.
You sure are a sweet girl, Scout. I’m half tempted to keep you.”
“Ummm… Thanks?” Knowing she was a potential Alpha I worried about what “keeping me” might entail. Probably chains. And whips. And maybe a dog collar.
And now I was going to have to live with scary Fifty Shades Aunt Rachel pictures living in my head for all time.
I don’t think this is working out between us,
I said. “I’m fine. I have a little bit of a head ache, but I’m not dizzy or nauseous. I can walk and talk just fine, and I can remember everything.
Archbishop: “God is with us!”
William the Great : “Bishop, if God is with us, then he is not with them, congratulations!
We are victorious!
Buffoons may have serious faces behind their mask!
I’m beginning to think my name has been changed to ‘Damn it’ or ‘Asshole'” Styxx
I never intended to become a zombie huntress; I had only intended to protest prom, high school’s last bastion of patriarchal society.