"Shang! Shang?!" I shout as I come in from my trip to the library.
France tends to be very clean without all of the snow coming in. And Christmas is only one week away. As I walk towards the keuken-, keuken and set my bag on the glass tabletop, I spot a folded piece of paper near the perzik scented candle.
My dearest Belle, I got an urgent call from one of my assistants. His wife just had her baby and I have to work late. I'm at the dojo from 10:00 a.m to 4:00 p.m.
I look up at our modern classic clock. It's 3:30. Maybe I should go visit him. Unless I'll just be a distraction. No, that can't be...
Since the accident with the food, Ariel has been thinking about Jim meer than ever before. She was so grateful that Jim was sweet enough to help her clean up her dress. Little did the red-head know that Jim was thinking about her too.
"Mom I'm home!" he shouts as he enters the Benbow Inn after a busy dag of picking up garbage.
"Hello Jim!" Mrs. Hawkins calls from inside of the kitchen.
Ariel comes out from the kitchen, wearing an old dress that used to belong to Mrs. Hawkins. Her fiery-red hair is in a low ponytail and the rok of the beige dress waving in the slight breeze from the door....