Jo was terrified of spiders. What made it worse for her - though she could have no way of knowing this - was that spiders were not afraid of her.
Not in the least.
When Blake texted, the world around him disappeared.
This was why he neither saw nor heard the speeding car which would destroy him.
Probably just as well.
"This is my stop," I told the chubby, balding cabbie. I paid my fare (plus a five buck tip), got out of the cab, and walked up to the front door of my building.
The cab drove off.
All of the other shepherds admired Bo Peep's new woolen sweater.
