Читать книгу ‘… and that’s when it fell off in my hand.’ - Louise Rennison - Страница 51

On the way home Jas was looking at her hand and going, “Out damn spot.”

I said, “It’s not the spot on your hand you have to worry about, Jas, it’s the huge lurker lurking on your chin.”

That shut her up and got her feeling about.

Actually, she hasn’t got a lurker on her chin, but if she goes on fingering it long enough she will have.