Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"Mrs. Dallas?" cried David, starting from his seat. "Did she steal the devil-stick?" "Don't want any thanks," returned Bruce gruffly. "Your aunt would understand it. I'm only beginning to pay my debt to her, and it's going to take a mighty long while, too." But when I got to planning about the gorgeous food I wanted to give them all, I got into what I feel came near being a serious trouble. It was writing down the recipe for the nesselrode pudding they make in my family that undid me. Suddenly hunger rose up from nowhere and gripped me by the throat, gnawed me all over like a bone, then shook me until I was limp and unresisting. I must have astralised myself down to the pantry, for when I became conscious I found myself in company with a loaf of bread, a plate of butter and a huge jar of jam..
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
"You're right, Deacon," spoke Cobin Keeler.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
Billy glanced at his mother.
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
"Please, please, do tell us what it is! Suspense is so awful!" "All you know!" repeated Jen, in a startled tone. "About this crime?" "I shall!" said David, and rose also. "What did he say?" burst out Patricia, unable to bear the suspense. "Don't beat around the bush so long, for pity's sake, Norn!".
298 people found this
review helpful