Add to ORKGHE LOOKED DOWN at her, at her lovely blue eyes and her little silver earrings. She came only to his shoulder and the dirty porchlight shimmered in her hair. He looked at her and couldn\u27t say it..
The alarm clock clanged noisily. A hairy arm reached in the direction of the noise..
JANET finished the last two blocks on the run. She was shivering although it was a bright, warm even...
There is a story to be told- of a small girl with a violin and an old man and a springtime Saturday ...
The music stopped. Joan turned from the nice-looking, if quiet boy with whom she had been dancing an...
You what? Her voice lifted a little when she said it, and she snapped it out so that it seemed to g...
Jane was a bright green flash in the two-tone block of khaki and navy blue as she walked up the wide...
As Mavis came out of the grey stone passage from the subway she was thinking, Darn this night air! ...
Gleaming blond hair, sharp blue eyes, You rest in peace by the window. When you walk, you\u27re prou...
REMEMBER the first time? We were walking in the snow and your hand was warm through the wool of my m...
APPLE-BLOSSOM shampoo, whipped to creamy-fluffiness, trickled behind Mary Lou\u27s ears, over her fa...
PAT watched the girl in the mirror before her—a reflection of tanned shoulders melting into the yell...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. We entered the oak double doors an...
ELLEN HASTINGS lounged against the flat pillows of her chenille-covered bed and feigned nonchalance....
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. She knew a man whose face was thin...
She adjusted her hat and stuck in the pin which held it securely to the back of her head. He would a...
The alarm clock clanged noisily. A hairy arm reached in the direction of the noise..
JANET finished the last two blocks on the run. She was shivering although it was a bright, warm even...
There is a story to be told- of a small girl with a violin and an old man and a springtime Saturday ...
The music stopped. Joan turned from the nice-looking, if quiet boy with whom she had been dancing an...
You what? Her voice lifted a little when she said it, and she snapped it out so that it seemed to g...
Jane was a bright green flash in the two-tone block of khaki and navy blue as she walked up the wide...
As Mavis came out of the grey stone passage from the subway she was thinking, Darn this night air! ...
Gleaming blond hair, sharp blue eyes, You rest in peace by the window. When you walk, you\u27re prou...
REMEMBER the first time? We were walking in the snow and your hand was warm through the wool of my m...
APPLE-BLOSSOM shampoo, whipped to creamy-fluffiness, trickled behind Mary Lou\u27s ears, over her fa...
PAT watched the girl in the mirror before her—a reflection of tanned shoulders melting into the yell...
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. We entered the oak double doors an...
ELLEN HASTINGS lounged against the flat pillows of her chenille-covered bed and feigned nonchalance....
In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay\u27s first paragraph. She knew a man whose face was thin...
She adjusted her hat and stuck in the pin which held it securely to the back of her head. He would a...
The alarm clock clanged noisily. A hairy arm reached in the direction of the noise..
JANET finished the last two blocks on the run. She was shivering although it was a bright, warm even...
There is a story to be told- of a small girl with a violin and an old man and a springtime Saturday ...