Migratory Birds- Chapter 3- Contest (Part2)
"thank you, reverend nsimese. you can rest assured that i do know what i am supposed to do." a smile flickered over the armadillo's lips.
"The Thin Line," Part TT
I turned about, and gave the order to reverend greengrass. the rabbit began to move slowly down the line.
Keep Away
"we should do something about the reverend though. i don't like him feeling like he's won." "i don't know. we should probably just leave them alone. it's not worth losing you over." "i wasn't gonna kill him." "good. but that's not what i meant.
Colifox and Max part 1
The reverend then said, "i didn't have to read your mind. you said it just loud enough for me to hear. but that little thought is not what's really on your mind my son, but i know what is.
27 Ounces: A Story of Eight And One Half Ponies
**** **Chapter One:** **The Red Case** Dr. Roselyn Pastern could just make out the shining curvature of the Barrier,...
In the Service of Mystery (Pt. 15)
Sorry, reverend.' we went around the soldiers, praying with them, anointing the wounded and offering a set of listening ears.
Survival of the Fittest: The Lay of the Land
The oldest and wisest knew a man, who was friends with a man who happened to be in the exact same church as a man who had played piano for the reverend's favorite uncle's second cousin who not only happened to be a five-star preacher, teacher, and
The Art of Caring for Horns
His father made a great lecturer, and explained why he was a reverend at the town's church. "well, the polish that a gentleman puts on his horns is a completely transparent version of that.
Gaming the System
"in the world, i was hannah machree, which explains why i'd worry about ascending to the place of reverend mother."
Fermata
The reverend jumped onto the elevated stage and smiled out at the divided audience. "hello everyone, and welcome to st. patrick church. we gather here today to celebrate the life of our town's favorite little git, connor connelly."
A Chance Encounter
She eliminated several family groups, a pair of old ladies wearing way too much patchouli, a gaggle of businessmen drinkingmartinis, and a trio of white collared reverends.
Collar 7 -- Verbum Dei
"just you listen t' me, reverend graham darden." he spoke every word firmly, his brogue nearly vanishing in the cadence of a male brooking no argument.