A little girl learns about men through her Father." Sam Cameron
Lesley PearseMots clés men girl georgia little lesley sam cameron pearse
Wisdom comes through suffering or old age.
Lesley PearseMots clés age suffering old georgia widom lesley pearse
Savannah is so beautiful that the dead never truly depart.
James CaskeyMots clés haunted georgia savannah
I don't want to regret anything with you.
Adriane LeighI will probably die a misunderstood virgin like Ophelia in HAMLET, only I won't do it by floating down a stream, singing my own mad song. They'll just find me here, on my bed, on a weekend night, my dead body slumped over a homework assignment.
Hopefully they'll discover me before Teeny eats my remains.
Mots clés jane-austen ya georgia enovella
When I first met him (Michael) at the beginning of the year and found out that I would have to be his lab partner in bio and the year-long series of projects in AP English, I seriously considered taking night school classes and getting a GED just to avoid him.
Stephanie WardropMots clés jane-austen ya georgia enovella
I suppose I look acceptable, the black (haired) sheep among the Barrett blondes.
Stephanie WardropMots clés jane-austen snark ya georgia enovella
He shakes his head and his mouth is quirked at one corner. I can't tell if he thinks I am sort of amusing or truly pathetic. It's especially hard to tell because we are both looking resolutely at the teacher so she can't accuse us of not paying attention. We talk out of the sides of our mouths, like gangsters in those old movies my dad likes to watch.
Stephanie WardropMots clés jane-austen snark ya georgia enovella
For as long as she can remember, telling stories has been her momma's gift to those around her, fables filled with rich, detailed accounts of gods and monsters, of love and curses. She can weave a tale from Spanish moss and moonlight that will make a young girl's heart resonate with yearning or weep with anguish. Her coastal Georgia roots add a dark sweetness to all her narratives, one that stains her stories with sorrow like a drop of molasses dissolving in warm butter.
Sara StarkMots clés story-telling georgia
Suddenly a force greater than my common sense—which, I’ll admit, has been pretty faulty lately, propels me—and I find myself creeping up the long staircase to the forbidden second floor.
I need to see Michael’s room.
I need to find out if he is a secret slob, or if there’s even more interesting evidence of whom he is up there. I’m not expecting to find anything big, like a literal skeleton in his closet. But I am going to find it, whatever it is. And I will know once and for all who he is.
I make it to the landing when I hear a burst of barking below me and I freeze.
Someone has let a dog in.
Which means that some member of the Endicott family is actually in the house.
Which means that one of Michael’s parents is about to catch me snooping.
Mots clés jane-austen georgia enovellas pride-and-prep-school snark-and-circumstance stephanie-wardrop
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