“What does that mean?' Anna whispered. 'What does that all mean? Abel ran his fingers through her hair again, and his hand… — Antonia Michaelis Copy Share Image
“Anna took his hand to gauge the swelling. 'Let's at least put something cold around it. Frozen peas work pretty well.' 'Do… — Antonia Michaelis Copy Share Image
“She had taught herself how to knit, and for the mare's scarf - it was green - she had given herself the… — Antonia Michaelis Abel-tannatek Copy Share Image
“But what does he want my heart for?" the little queen asked. "He just wants to own it," replied the sea lion.… — Antonia Michaelis Beauty Copy Share Image
“The place in her, though, where her tears should have come from, was rough and dry. No, she didn't find any tears… — Antonia Michaelis Abel-tannatek Copy Share Image
“I am not staying with the murderer," she said, her words muffled by his jacket. "I am not staying with the victim… — Antonia Michaelis Abel-tannatek Copy Share Image
“Adults were always quick to tell her how much she looked like her mother, and how little like her father. Though Anna… — Antonia Michaelis Copy Share Image
“Abel put his hands on her shoulders. "You're cold. You're shivering." She nodded. "It's not important..." "Sure it is," and then, in… — Antonia Michaelis Abel-tannatek Copy Share Image
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“He looked at the gun. "Aren't you afraid?" "Of course I am," Anna said. "Of course I'm afraid. But that doesn't help."… — Antonia Michaelis Abel-tannatek Copy Share Image
