Not fault of teaching spider if little spider pay more attention to catching fly than doing lesson.
Everything has a price. It’s just what you’re willing to pay for it.
Okay. I picked up a movie to watch tonight. You can watch it with me if you like. It’s a chick movie. Merri Lee said that means girls like it, not that there are small birds in it.
I can heal the scars on your body, but I can’t heal the scars of the soul. Not yours, not mine. You have to learn to live with them. You have to choose to live beyond them.
Vlad hated doing the paperwork as much as he did when a human employee quit, which was why they’d both made a promise not to eat quitters just to avoid the paperwork. As Tess had pointed out, eating the staff was bad for marale and made it so much harder to find new employees.
Opportunities and choices. When a person makes a heart wish, that wish resonates through the currents and things will happen to give the person an opportunity to make the wish come true. Like a hand offered and accepted.
Sylvia had given him a scalding lecture, the gist of it being that whatever a woman enjoyed wearing was feminine and anything she didn’t enjoy wearing wasn’t, and if he was too stubborn and old fashioned to understand that, he could go and soak his head in a bucket of cold water. He hadn’t quite forgiven her yet for saying they would have to look hard to find a bucket big enough to fit his head in to, but he admired the sass behind the remark.
Why couldn’t they just give the human female a bag of money and then pee on the building so that everyone would know it was theirs?
The Dimwit’s Guide to the Female Mind might assist your efforts in understanding human females. But it must be pointed out that this subject can be a dangerous adventure and should be undertaken with extreme caution. After all, human males have been trying to understand their females for generations, and most of the time they come away from these encounters looking like someone stuck their tails into an electric socket.
He had a feeling this was one of those times when a male should express positive enthusiasm regardless of what he really thought – especially when he didn’t really know what was going on.
No. I’m not hot, and I don’t want to do the Squeaky Dance.” Simon sighed. This day was full of disappointments.
One store owner said he was going to leave a dictionary on a public bench so the vandals could at least spell the obscenities correctly. It.
She’s magic, Cassandra. A single flower blooming in an endless desert.
He gently kissed that scar and felt something changing inside him – just a flutter of change, there and gone, but leaving its mark.
What are you going to call them?” Meg asked. “Lunch?” Simon offered. The female pack gave him a look that made him think running away would be a good idea, if he wasn’t the leader and couldn’t back down.
Henry studied Merri Lee, then Meg. “Humans don’t like mice?” “Not in the building!” Meg said. “And not around food,” Merri Lee added. The three terra indigene looked baffled. “But it’s fresh meat,” the brown-haired woman finally said.
He gave the side of her head a quick lick before she squealed and ducked away from him. Tasted like Meg. Felt like puppy fuzz. Too bad he couldn’t hold her down and give her a proper grooming like he used to do with Sam.
Vlad looked around. “Are we providing shelter, or are the humans actually buying books?
He wondered if there was a way human males said they were sorry about something without saying they were sorry. Because he wasn’t sorry about being angry.
She would always be short, but she wasn’t helpless and she wasn’t small. Not anymore.