Wheeling Gull Isle but i just can't believe him

miseria did not think of it so much as acts of god but moreso not wanting to displease the priest. it was also uncommon for her to be registered in anyone's mind as helpful or even ... there.
"lavender and a hare," she answered plainly, confuse as to what was so puzzling. "father says he likes to give out them out because of their soothing properties." she carried on, hoping she remembered right.
she wondered if she would be gone like the flowers when winter came. she always seemed to ruin the nice things she had.