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only wished they would come true. “It’s wrong to hate them,” Constance said, “it only weakens you,” but I hated them anyway, and wondered why it had been worth while creating them in the first place.
CharlotteGothamhar citeretfor 9 år siden
A pretty sight, a lady with a book.
Alaa Maadadihar citeretfor 3 måneder siden
Our house was a castle, turreted and open to the sky.
fanhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
Our house was a castle, turreted and open to the sky.
fanhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
Constance stirred, and the leaves rustled. “The way you did before?” she asked.
It had never been spoken of between us, not once in six years.
“Yes,” I said after a minute, “the way I did before.”
Oh my God so Mary was the one who killed them all
fanhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
“I wonder if Cousin Mary knows how I get even with people who don’t like me?
This is creepy
fanhar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
“We eat the year away. We eat the spring and the summer and the fall. We wait for something to grow and then we eat it.”
ninahar citeretsidste år
“I put it in the sugar.”
ninahar citeretsidste år
“I am going to put death in all their food and watch them die.”
Constance stirred, and the leaves rustled. “The way you did before?” she asked.
It had never been spoken of between us, not once in six years.
“Yes,” I said after a minute, “the way I did before.”
ninahar citeretsidste år
“Where is Julian Blackwood?” he asked a woman in the doorway, and the woman said, “Down in the boneyard ten feet deep.”