The warehouse, the trees, the car, the holes in the ground…. I’m staring at the floor and I’m not answering.
Ah, but they were accidents!
”The Metropolis Police was contacted by a well-known informant, known as Bobby Bigmouth, who stated under oath that the twelve-year-old daughter of well-known reporter Lois Lane was on the run and needed to be apprehended, for her own sake.”
Oh, Bobby!!
”Hey, chin up, kid,” the sheriff says, sounding almost friendly. ”I’ll be calling your Mom tomorrow.”
”You’ll be calling Mom tomorrow??? What about calling her now???"
Oh, surely Rachel is teasing her. Lois will be furious if she doesn’t call right NOW!!
I swear she’s bellowing like a cow with cholic when she sees me
Oh, Ann, I do hope there is a way you can give us little snippets before February.
And what was the bit that was from Mellie's feedback?
