He had finally gotten on her every last nerve claiming he was the victim here. She called for weeks, months, leaving voice message after voice message. She stood up quickly from her chair and took a step in his direction while snapping her wrist in an abrupt motion and sending white wine all over Elliot’s face.
NAD:
Добрая сказка о тех самых нитях, незримых. О волшебстве и магии без палочек. О добре человеческого сердца, чудиках и чудесах. И в финале так тепло, будто душу укутали шарфом с серебряными снежинками.