“You point your feet out too much when you walk,” Will went on. He was busy polishing an apple on his shirtfront,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“I like ducks." Jem observed diplomatically. "Esspecially the ones in Hyde Park." He glanced side ways at Will; both boys were sitting… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
