Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"It's my sketch," admitted Elinor in a low tone. "I missed it the next day, but I thought Miss Pat had dropped it when she brought my things home to me. My study was almost done, and I forgot all about it after that." "Don't keep me hanging on here in the dark too long," protested Patricia. "I'm worn to a bone already." "Where did you take it to?" demanded Jen, baffled in one direction and trying another..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
🃏 Master the Art of Table Games at Game Best!I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
🌟 Discover Authentic Sports Experiences with satsport india!
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
Patricia nodded as she held the door wide for Elinor. "Griffin said she'd be ready for us, and Margaret Howes is coming straight down from composition class." Elinor, who had been quietly going on with her breakfast, laid down her fork. Elinor gave her a reassuring squeeze. "Don't be afraid, Miss Pat. I won't give away your dark secrets to anyone till you want me to. You'll tell David, won't you?" Griffin looked sadly in the direction of the voice..
298 people found this
review helpful