She couldn't have been so battleshippy, either, and it's no wonder she had so little trouble picking a husband, though why she picked Edgar Dudley I can't imagine, unless it was because of the mica mine.
“Mimi, here’s the thing. When somebody in that crowd goes and does something majorly out of control like that, it’s only a matter of days before the rest of the girls in school make sure they've caught up. …”
Ike spied a silver BMW in the rearview mirror, driven by a woman with the most severe I-want-to-speak-with-the-manager haircut he'd ever seen.
The depths of its old forest reverberated to the echoing thunder, and many a stately tree stood scorched and blackening, to whose withered boughs spring would now return in vain.
