Over the Hedge by T Lewis and Michael Fry for August 08, 2015
Transcript:
verne: "...a strange small spasm shook him, as if he heard fingernails scrape slate..." To kill a mockingbird verne: "...but as I gazed at him in wonder the tension slowly drained from his face..." "his lips parted into a timid smile, and our neighbor's image blurred with my sudden tears...." "hey, boo" I said. sniff sniff
Good thing it wasn’t 50 Shades of Grey