Let her tell stories and dance in the rain, somersault, tumble and run, her joys must be high as her sorrows are deep, let her grow like a weed in the sun.

“Fat Charlie blew his nose. "I never knew I had a brother," he said."I did," sai…”

“That's right," said Pepper. "Because," she added, "if we beat them, we'd have t…”

“Sister Mary chose that moment to come in with the tea. Satanist or not, she'd a…”

“Spiders' webs only have to be large enough to catch flies.”