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Yes. She got into a right state when she realized no one could read them, though. She's setting up some sort of literacy curse. Some of the boys want to know--is that like gypsy magic? Can you curse someone to read? ↗
[Connor, prepared to sacrifice himself to save Sarah] God, I pray, give me the strength to live the next hour well. ↗
Sreća mora doći. Sunce na nebu skrivaju oblaci i javljaju olujama da i ljudi strepe, ali (...) sunce je tamo iza oblaka! Ono mora izaći na čistinu. Mora, samo čekaj i vjeruj da dolazi... ↗
The sun glanced off a long, wicked looking knife in the Comanche's grip. At least Cash wouldn't have long to mourn. The other Indians held similar weapons, but they hung back as their leader knelt next to Sullivan. He muttered something, low and guttural, a single syllable that sounded like an insult, then picked up a lock of Sullivan's hair. The knife descended toward his scalp. "No!" Reese shouted. "Me." The Comanche paused and stared at him with a spark of interest, almost admiration. But that couldn't be since the Indian had no idea what Reese was saying. He continued to try anyway. "Me first." He struggled, wishing he could use his hands to point at himself. "Shut the hell up, Reese," Sullivan said. "What possible difference does it make who they kill first?" "Who knows what might happen. While they're working on me, anyone could show up and save the rest of you." "In that case, me first," Cash drawled. "Me." "No. Yo primero!" "Kid, I'm the only one without a wife and far too many children. No one would miss me." "I would." The words were punctuated by the distinct sound of a rifle being cocked. All eyes turned toward the man who had appeared at the edge of the clearing. Cash's sigh of relief was in direct contrast to the sneer in his voice. "About damn time, Rev. We've been waitin' on you. ↗
From my friend, Brig. General Ezell Ware, Jr., CA Nat'l Guard, Dec. Keep on going till you get there, then keep going. ↗
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Right. Because if you have trouble putting ketchup and mustard on a hot dog, you should totally move on to saving lives. ↗
