Qweethut

[Reacher]

Prachtig 😍 
Okay, don’t judge me, kleine Reacher was gek op deze serie. De volwassen Reacher vind het nog steeds leuk om te kijken, soms. 
 

Everything from the little house was in the wagon except the beds and tables and chairs. They did not need to take these, because Pa could always make new ones.

[Quinn]

En ik dacht dat ik je kende 🤫

[Lika]

Grappig, brengt een herinnering boven. Mijn man las deze boeken eindeloos voor aan onze oudste. Het moment dat Jack de hond weer terug werd gevonden…. Ik krijg weer tranen.

[Quinn]

Zat daar een hond in die Jack heet? Serieus?

[Lika]

Gevraagd aan mijn betrouwbare bron voor de zekerheid. Antwoord is : ‘ja’.

[Lika]

“It can’t be a wolf. Unless it’s a mad wolf,” Pa said. Ma lifted Mary into the wagon. “And it’s not that,” said Pa. “Listen to the horses.” Pet and Patty were still biting off bits of grass.
“A lynx?” said Ma.
“Or a coyote?” Pa picked up a stick of wood; he shouted, and threw it.
The green eyes went close to the ground, as if the animal crouched to spring. Pa held the gun ready. The creature did not move.
“Don’t, Charles,” Ma said. But Pa slowly walked toward those eyes. And slowly along the ground the eyes crawled toward him. Laura could see the animal in the edge of the dark. It was a tawny animal and brindled. Then Pa shouted and Laura screamed.
The next thing she knew she was trying to hug a jumping, panting, wriggling Jack, who lapped her face and hands with his warm wet tongue