He smiled... "Makes me feel like we're old friends." He grinned that huge, cheek-stretching grin, and I couldn't help grinning back... He was supposed to be my enemy. He was probably insane. And he was my friend. Not that he wouldn't kill me if things turned out that way, but he wouldn't like doing it. With humans, what more could you ask of a friend.The host - Stephenie Meyer
Vi har haft en del promenader i mörkret du och jag. Och jag är så innerligt tacksam att du alltid funnits där bredvid mig som mitt ljus i det mörkret.
SvaraRaderaKram Mia.
Tack! (snyft) och jag tror inte du skulle tycka om att behöva döda mig.
SvaraRadera