Читать книгу ‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’ - Louise Rennison - Страница 36
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ОглавлениеI can’t pray here – Baby Jesus won’t be able to hear a thing above Libby’s singing. Maybe I should make the supreme sacrifice and go to God’s house. Call-me-Arnold the vicar would be beside himself with joy; he would probably prepare a fatted whatsit… pensioner.