||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 08:00:41 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
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"Can I come in?" he asked."things aren't so bad as I thought."Chapter LIII
“They’re coming! They’re nippin’ at my ass! Oh gods of . . .”
Inside, she preheated the ovens and adjusted the salesroomвЂ™s thermostat so it would feel cozy for the early customers. BeckyвЂ™s planning paid offвЂ”Sam added eggs and milk to the dry ingredients for muffins, divided batches and added spices and fruit, and soon had four dozen little golden pastries ready for the front room. Scones followed. Napoleons, chocolate cream puffs, apple strudel, and fruit tarts. She stayed in her own zone and relished the enjoyment of pure creation.Sandy Greene got into her car and Sam watched her drive away.
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