I’ve found it’s never the animals you have to worry about, Miki. It’s the humans.
Shelly LaurenstonZach shoveled another spoonful of Fruit Loops cereal with milk into his mouth. “It is not possible!”
“How do you know? Just because there’s no proof to prove it, there’s no proof to disprove it either.”
“You’re trying to make me crazy, aren’t you?”
“Not at all.” Sara put her bowl down. “I’m just saying there could be bunny shifters.”
“There are no bunny shifters!”
Shaking her head she accused, “You’re a bunny bigot.”
Zach threw his spoon back in the near-empty bowl. “And there is no such thing as bunny bigots.
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You couldn’t handle being me.” She swirled her forefingers around her head and admitted, “All that goes on inside this head at any given time…would destroy you.
Shelly LaurenstonUnderstand?”
“Sure.”
“Good.”
“’Cause I always love a challenge.”
He’d caught her with that when she was halfway in the cab. With one foot in and the other still braced against the curb, she stared at him. “What challenge?”
“You’re challenging me to get you back into my life.”
“No, I’m not.”
“Your exact words were ‘I challenge you, Bobby Ray Smith, to get me back into your life.’”
“I never said that.”
“That’s what I heard.” The beauty of wolf hearing. You heard only what you wanted to, made up what was never said but should have been, and the rest meant little or nothing.
Well, I hope you were nice to him ’cause I was kind of an asshole.
Shelly LaurenstonArms crossed over that massive chest, the lion looked down his nose at Smitty as only a cat could. “What else have you taught my son? How to chase his tail? Lick his ass?”
“Nah, I stuck with the cat basics. Park lazy ass under tree, sleep twenty hours, eat all the food after the females do all the hunting, take a few minutes to roar, then sleep another twenty hours.
Now he was hungry, tired, and covered in boar’s blood. He hated hunting his own food!
Shelly LaurenstonOf course they do. It’s like an elaborate game of fetch—ow!
Shelly LaurenstonTo quote my daddy, don’t be such a pussy.”
“But I am a pussy.
Did you see that?”
“See what?” And he couldn’t keep his voice from breaking as tires squealed.
“Boot sale at Marlands. We are so going back there
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