She walks over to where he and Mole have been going over the supply lists and grabs hold of Alec’s sleeve, yanking him towards the door. “We need to talk. Alone. Now.”
I don’t think about a bright moon
02/10/2011
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The Hubbert Curve (And all the robins bring remix)
02/10/2011In Max’s world, emotional distance is a finite resource.
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Moving Right Along.
20/09/2011At first, Max just gaped. Alec couldn’t have just said what she thought he said.
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