It's the Sunday Whirl #369! The words we are to use in a story or poem are below. She'd written and sent him ten letters to his one. Common sense told her that their relationship was over; finished. But she wouldn't give up. Peri was in love with Daniel and nothing was going to [...]
The tender, secret places no one ever finds— your fire sweetly singes. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKMVRQnrq5Y
"See Jeff, this is why I avoid all-you-can-ingest plankton bars: everybody's focused on stuffing themselves, nobody looks where they're going, you never know whose tentacles are tangled-up with yours...it's ridiculous!" "Well Margaret, if you'd made reservations at Chez Bon Bon Medusozoa like I suggested..." "Oh, so now it's my fault?"
"This is the library?" Jennie stared out the passenger side window of their Porsche. "Oh, it's more than just a library," Marcus explained patiently. "This is also the fresh market, greenhouse, and community center." "Community center?" Jennie sniffed. "How do you figure? The place is deserted!" "It's lunchtime," Marcus countered. "Everybody is home, eating. They'll [...]