“I wish I could finish my thesis,” she frowned over her coffee. He bit a slice of bacon. “Why don’t you, obvious question?” “Because I don’t focus. Maybe you can, but every time I think, my mind zings a million miles. I can barely do my taxes.” “Didn’t you complete two thesis things already?” She mock glared. “You still taking ADHD pills?” “No, but I quit writing while I was on those pills. Medical meth. Mean time, I’m thinking about Tim, and my thesis and this job I’m in.” “Heavy shit.” “Fucking A. I’m 33, and I’m a space accessory for a Dakota uni. I should be like you, finishing my thesis and getting the fuck out.” “It's not such a bad school here.” “I don’t normally stress this way, but this — ” she paused, her hands circling around …show more content…
There was an odd serenity about her. It was new to her, but not that new. That’s why she’d worn her victory outfit. “I know who Tim he is. You’re right, I don’t know where he or I’ll be in another year, but I don’t need to know. What I do know is that he’s there for me. You want to have this sweaty relationship, impregnate me, and then take a plane.” “And why can’t we do that?” A filament of anger glowed inside her. “Look, you think I’m some kind of bird you ditch from an experiment.” “I don’t—” he began but stopped because he wasn’t able to disagree. * Sipping his warm beer on the slow walk back to his apartment, he recalled approaching a kestrel nest in the Utah canyonlands. It was at the edge of a cliff fall, perched above the drop. He reached in to touch the eggs, feel their weight, when mother kestrel screeched down, a fighter jet with talons. He heard the wind breaking around her and ducked in time, managing to hold onto a tree trunk to keep from sliding into the fall. He steadied himself as the mother made another pass, drawing a talon from the base of his scalp to his ear, snatching his hat, exposing his brow to the sunlight. He’d had the sense to leave the nest alone after
“I don’t buy it, and if you haven’t noticed - I am carrying a baby in here,” he gestures to his bump, “and I can’t have that kind of stress. I already have too much going on.”
“How can I forget when all you do is talk about it? Why do you care? I’m the one who had to worry about getting caught. What if someone recognized me?”
“Okay, then where do you go to wait out what might happen to you after you take a lot of it?”
“I thought you were by yourself, because I didn’t see your family. So I got nervous.”
"I was a doctor before," Quinn said. "My mother died of cancer when I was three. My father remarried when I was ten and died when I was twenty-five." She allowed Olivia to touch her
“It might just be the time of day,” he mused. “My mind must be playing tricks on
“James…” she muttered, taking a few seconds to compose herself before brushing her hair out of her eyes and resuming the drive, doing her best to pretend that nothing had happened. “Why do you ask James shrugged, the events of the therapy session flashing in his mind.
“It’s not that I can’t, it’s just that I don’t really want to. I’ve been busy, and I haven’t had
“Well, a cigarette isn’t going to help with that much, you should have done it.” He paused “What classes did you forget to finish homework for?”
Absorbing the information, Casey felt it didn’t quite fit. “I thought everyone suspected Thomas was the unknown victim on the landing.”
"What does this friend of yours look like?" asked Judy, taking notes the entire time
It seemed to go down well, until twilight, when I heard rumbling beneath blankets. This was no ordinary wind. Her cries rent open the night. I ran my fingers over her, searching for slivers of wood or glass. Beneath delicate shoulder blades, wings had sprouted from bloodless slits - featherless. Each with the texture of woodland moss.
"Oh. Sorry. I just had a lot on my mind and i guess my imagination took my brain away."
John is very smart in technology and can hack almost anything in the world, he broke in the Pentagon´s motherboard. Later that day Zack received a message from a unknown user and it said coordinates. It said ¨George,Oscar,Tango,Oscar,Delta,Oscar,Whisky,November,Tango,Oscar,Whisky,November¨
‘Almost there! Hang in there Mathias, we’ve almost got a few deer down, so you’ll finally be able to have a proper meal. Then you won’t have to be cooped up in the dens all the time’ She thought, as she, Mahlah, Tarra, Asta, Bella, Asher, and Aeron sprinted after a twelve point buck and a meaty doe. Aeron took a sharp right into the clans’ forest, and soon cut in front of the deer, making them turn different directions, and attempt to escape. They would’ve if the others hadn’t have caught onto her plan, and quickly surrounded the deer. Tarra and the feline leapt swiftly onto the deer and broke their necks, well, tried to, Tarra did. “I got you Eclipse!” Asta called out, tackling the doe, and attacking the nape, spewing blood onto herself and