“Wait a minute while I think," said Miss Peavey. There was a pause. Miss Peavey sat with knit brows. "How would it… — P.G. Wodehouse Copy Share Image
“You wanted to be the cheese,” I said. “The what?" "The cheese, the gooey good stuff that fills in the empty space… — Amber McRee Turner Copy Share Image
“I’ve brought sandwiches.” He indicated a brown paper bag. “Let’s play a game.” Startled, we looked each other in the eye. We… — Marian Keyes Copy Share Image
“Your neck smells like cheese,' I said. 'Oh,' He said, 'that's my cheese cologne. I have a whole selection. Chedder, American, Swiss.” — Kristin Walker Copy Share Image
