The feeling would steal on me, too, as it still does, of the little I knew of all the dark, unrecited sufferings embedded so deeply in the lives about me.

BINGO: You shouldn't have nicked my beers yer gaylord!

As the driver of the vehicle reached into the glove box to obtain the insurance information another westbound vehicle crossed the fog line traveling onto the north shoulder of the roadway.

A fey man and a cursour fearna the deil.