Mikinley, tallest mountain in North America.
Jirohei had once lovingly tended.
A moment later Sam appeared in the space, scrabbling over the jagged remains of the window frame and barricading slats.
Reminds me of the three little French kittens, une, deux and trois, who went for a walk on the ice, but the ice was too thin and the kittens fell in, and une, deux, trois cat sank.
My boyfriend and I prayed that she either made it across or was still hiding in the brush nearby.
Nickname for Haneen.
He greeted me too but he asked about our daughter and where she was.
There was one big tuft on the other side of the chain link that appears obviously Siamese--dark tips, lighter at the base, I'm sure it's Boon.
So when the clock stroke midnight, he took out the book, and went to the page that had the perfect type of lady.
My first male was Toby, thirty years ago.