Leroy Neiman Ryder CupLeroy Neiman 37th Ryder CupLeroy Neiman 18th at Valhalla
She had told Pantalaimon everything, but it was right that he should have some secrets from her, after the way she'd abandoned him.
And it was comforting to think that she and Will had another thing in common. She wondered whether there would ever come and curled up on her lap. They were safe together in the dark, she and her daemon and their secrets. Somewhere in this sleeping city were the books that would tell her how to read the alethiometer again, and the kindly and learned woman who was going to teach her, and the girls at the school, who knew so much more than she did.
She thought, They don't know it yet, but they're going to be my friends.
Pantalaimon murmured, "That thing that Will said..."
"When?"an hour in her she didn't think of him, didn't speak to him in her head, didn't relive every moment they'd been together, didn't long for his voice and his hands and his love. She had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that had astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most. She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it forever.Pan slipped down to the bench
2009年2月2日星期一
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