Unmarked6698
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“No, no! Don’t, mother! I’ll run away! I’ll—” He groaned and left his sentence unfinished. “Why doesn’t the Gang come, mamma?” he asked, returning the kiss he knew was one ahead for his natal day. “And just worships you. Is your lawn mowed?”.
453 people found this
review helpful
kez_ h (Kez_h)
- Flag inappropriate
- Show review history
“Hurry up, Moses,” she called, as soon as her joy had subsided, “git those pipes finished an’ go arfter yor chores.”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
Job, his ardor undampened by the strangeness of this reception, made haste to follow.
658 people found this
review helpful
Conrad
“I was ten in January, the twelfth,” May Nell replied, with no pride in her tone; she was always older than those of her size. Yet she was not prepared for the gasps and backward movement of the twins. “I wouldn’t jist say he cant git up, Mrs. Wopp, fer Mrs. Bower sewed the tear up fer him; but the pants bein’ still on him and Joe bein’ shy-like she felt too narvous to make a good job of it an’ I reckon Joe is afeard those few stitches Mrs. Bower put in may not be very secoor.” In the midst of these reflections, the trombone player of the orchestra came to him. As Betty Wopp and Maria Mifsud, each holding a hand of St. Elmo, left the church, they were highly entertained by that small boy’s account of a “man named Jonah who had swallowed a dwate big fish called a whale.”.
298 people found this
review helpful