I've often been told that I'm a Glam-ma, but even Glam-mas are allowed to make fashion mistakes.

The news of his father's illness determined him to depart immediately.

The Mountain versus the Hound played out entertainingly, with the elder Clegane still outmatching his younger brother pound for pound and blow for blow. Being turned into a walking zombie of sorts didn’t just amplify his strength; it essentially obviated the need to parry blows, as even Sandor sinking his sword deep into his undead brother didn’t seem to slow him down in the slightest.

The technophilic girl could not be found without her smartphone, netbook, and MP3 player.