We did a lot of talking that night. About love,and about friends and family. About loyalty,and betrayal.About my vow never to do to another woman what had been done to me.And, when he left that night, I went to the balcony,and said," Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou, Romeo?" An...
She held out her hand, in it one pale, pinkish-gray rose. "It's the only one. I found it on a bush under the tank stands, at the back. I suppose it didn't get the same heat in the fire, and it was sheltered from the rain. So I picked it for you. It's something to ...
Now, it was time to do something I’d rather never try my hand at. When I turned back into the room, though, I stopped short, nailed in place by what I saw. Nessaira was slouched in a chair, tied to it by the arms and legs. Her fingers had obviously been broken, dang...
no sooner had the guards without the cave joined the dispute than the ends of the thongs yielded to the deft fingers of Oolah, and he arose to his feet, bruised and numb from the blows he had received, "but still unconquered. As he stretched ...
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This is not necessarily to point fingers in the event that something fails. This is to have solid proof that you are doing due diligence as an owner to make sure that you are addressing the normal wear and tear on your boat and fixing what is needed as it comes. This was absolutely cr...
My hand goes to her inner thigh, right in the middle of the Starbucks. And finally selfish… “I should go.” Nadia whispers. But she doesn’t move. She’s curled up, cradled in my arms as I’m sitting on the floor with my back against the refrigerator. I could spend the rest of...
Manipulation absent—every three minutes, the acupuncturist rested his hand in the same position as above and lightly moved his fingers on the back of the subject’s hand to mimic movements that would accompany needle manipulation. This is referred to as “simulated manipulation.” 3.3.3. Needle...
with my fingers. I didn’t tell anybody about this taste because I was afraid people might think I was crazy in my head, or something. We left Friday night. And this feeling went away when we went to the mountains. I don’t know exactly ...
“Listen,” she said quietly, touching my cheek with her dry fingers, “I want you to walk your mother to work this morning.” “She’s going to work?” I said, surprised. I’d been told by Sister Claudia, principal of St. Lawrence’s Elementary, to take the week off. ...