He didn’t operate on the same frequency as everyone else. On one hand, he was more dangerous than anyone I’d ever met.
He could slip into a room, kill you with a spatula, and be out of town before anyone knew about it. On the other, he was the most pure, untarnished soul I’d ever come across. It was an odd mix so uniquely Kale, and I wouldn’t change it for anything in the world.
Mots clés kale
„It's really all about focus and control. Clear your mind and think about the plant. Don't over think it. Picture green and pretty.”
Kale scrunched up his nose and cringed away.
„It's not pretty. It looks like a weed. And it smells bad.
Mots clés kale
He stepped around me until he and Kale were nose to nose.
Even though I knew it was the remnants of the storm, I could almost imagine the lightning overhead as sparks rising from the shoulders of each boy.
Clashing Titans ready to fight to the death.
Mots clés kale
Dax, normally impossible to ruffle, looked like he wanted to scream.
„Everyone was supposed to stay with their partners!”
„You're not my partner,” Kale said. There was no argument in the tone of his voice. Only a simple, static logic that was all Kale. „Dez is..
Because if you try to do it again, I'll touch you. Then the only thing you'll be touching is the wind as you're scattered across the world.
Jus AccardoHe's irritating." He stood and started to pull up the hem of his shirt. "And he stabbed me."
Alex rolled his eyes. "And you're still alive. Time to get over it."
Kale held his hand out to Ginger. "Fine. Give me something sharp. If I stab him, then we'll be even.
Was anyone hurt?"
"Sadly, no," Kale mumbled. He folded his arms and looked toward the door with a sulky expression. I'll have to try harder next time.
Mots clés kale
Kale turned away from me and stepped to Alex. "I know exactly what that means, and if you say it again, I'll touch you."
"Sorry, dude," Alex said, waving his hands. He flashed Kale a mock frown. "I don't swing that-
There is an empty space in my heart. It weighs me down and each step I take through life gets harder and harder, I realize now that I am no longer the man she once knew, but a bitter and hollow replica of him, unworthy of her love.
Inger IversenMots clés kale
A slow smile spread across his lips, and he threaded his fingers through mine. "I can see why I like you.
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