Yes, they do. Especially when the house isn't staged and there's no furniture and the only thing to sit on is an uncomfortable-as-hell bar stool that's not the right height for the counter.
Congratulations on being 5th, your smiley face sticker is in the mail.
Wise ass. I would have posted sooner if a certain editor hadn't waited until the 11th hour to get her edits over to me. Plus, I'm "working" today. I had to set up for my open house.
Asa stared wide-eyed at Caleb’s back as he bolted across the dusty yard. In the distance, he heard Giles shouting at the man to stop. What the hell just happened? His body vibrated as the urge to run after the shifter nearly overwhelmed him.
Jorge!” Giles yelled toward the open window behind them.
The Beta’s footsteps thundered across the floor from inside before appearing by Giles’ side, his gaze frantically darted around. “What happened?”
Giles shook his head. “Caleb bolted. H
Depression has a myriad of causes and no clear-cut cure. There isn't a one-size-fits-all approach when it comes to treatment.
Caleb has made some baby steps for sure, but will they be enough?
I'd like to think that the twist I'm getting ready to throw at you all will take care of a few birds with one stone. We'll see.
We covered the mash-up name already. I believe we may have settled on Gnobois? It sounds good.
Caleb and coconut... did you see what he looks like? His picture is posted on the cover page if you haven't checked it out yet. It may explain everything.