“‘Pop quiz!” The teacher announces while handing out sheets of paper; covered in those dreaded questions. “Scariest thing I've seen all day,” I mutter under my breath as my palms sweat. “You haven't seen anything yet.” The voice was soft. Lo...
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frank_lee
5 years ago
I have forgotten a thousand thingsmost of them moments of silent wonderingin which one pair of eyes can't breakfrom another pair of eyesand tremulous whispers give wayto the first brush of breathacross breath across lips moving...
Professor Bachusrand wrote, “=42” on the wall. He stopped and looked at what he had written. Then he rappelled down the inside wall of the tall tower, where he had been working on his equation. When he reached the bottom, the old lizard celebrated by runn...