“For a long time," he said at last, "when I was small, I pretended to myself that I was the bastard of… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“of the cup. “Mmmfff!” “Swallow,” he said, clapping a hand tightly across my mouth and ignoring both my frenzied squirming and the… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“Some enterprising rabbit had dug its way under the stakes of my garden again. One voracious rabbit could eat a cabbage down… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
