The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.
He reached up and tugged his ear. And I did the same.
I had been so mad at him when I left, I'd given them back. All except for the one that stuck to the bottom of the jar. He smiled. "They're at home, waiting." "For what?" His eyes glittered. "That, I cannot say.
For you, someone kind of quiet and mysterious-" "I'm not mysterious," I interrupted. "You are a little. And sometimes people don't know whether to interpret silence as confidence or fear. They're looking at you like you're a bug so maybe you'll feel like you are one.
The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'!
Well, the one thing I've thought about is having dad give me away. You know when he takes your hand and he puts it in the hand of the person you marry? That's the only part I've ever wanted.
Despite the knowledge that her affections were unattainable, I couldn't help but be drawn to try.
I pranced around the room like a blind moose, but what I lacked in grace I made up for in effort.
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