Tinkerbell
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- Aug 31, 2009
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- Turkish
- Home Country
- Turkey
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- Turkey
I made myself slow down as I went back through the story, leaving out Archer’s part in it, of course. I told Dad that I’d remembered seeing something weird at Hecate, so I’d gone back to check it out, the described the pit, the rock in the middle, even the ghouls.
By the time I was finished, Dad looked older and sadder than I’d ever seen him. “None of this makes any sense.”
“I’m beginning to think I should make that the title of my autobiography.”
“Lara and Anastasia are two of my most trusted allies,” Dad said, rubbing his hand over his jaw. “Why on earth would they be behind all this?”
I don't get the metaphor.
By the time I was finished, Dad looked older and sadder than I’d ever seen him. “None of this makes any sense.”
“I’m beginning to think I should make that the title of my autobiography.”
“Lara and Anastasia are two of my most trusted allies,” Dad said, rubbing his hand over his jaw. “Why on earth would they be behind all this?”
I don't get the metaphor.
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