Scott Westerfeld The early summer sky was the color of cat vomit. Of course, Tally thought, you’d have to feed your cat only salmon-flavored cat food […]
Scott Westerfeld Now,young lady,I suppose you’re here for a work assignment. Work?” Tally said. They both looked down at her puzzled expression and Shay burst into laughter.”
Scott Westerfeld Probably? So you’re asking me to trust my life to steel wool and peanut butter? “Poisoned peanut butter.” “Cal I don’t care if it’s nuclear […]