We're going to die. We're going to die..."
"We're not going to die," he barks. "Do YOU want to drive?"
My head shakes violently. "No way."
"Then stop...side seat driving!

Julie Reece

Mots clés grey crux birdie

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Walk this way."
I don't want to walk HER WAY. She waddles more than walks and strangles me in the wake of stinky perfume. Sure I'd kill less brain cells sniffing glue.

Julie Reece

Mots clés crux birdie

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You gotta be kidding me!" I clench my fists. "I am NOT Bilfro Baggins. You are not a wizard with a pointy hat, and this is not the one ring of power." I raise my finger toward the jagged stone.
Jeff's brows rise. "Bilbo? Bilbo Baggins?"
"Whatever!

Julie Reece

Mots clés bilbo-baggins jeff crux birdie

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