I'm on page 35 of 320 of Eye of the Tempest: What a hoot! "So Anyan had tossed me through his front door with our luggage, telling me to "make myself at home." I'd flipped off the shutting door, reminding it loudly that I had been planning on making myself at home, on his face."
— Jul 27, 2011 08:33PM
Add a comment