Unca Jay!" "How's it going Claire?" She giggled. "Qwil aaaaawl wet now. " "I can see that. Where's your mama?" "Gone, gone, gone," Claire sang. "Cwaire pway wid Qwil aaaawl day. Cwaire nebber gowin home. " Jacob and Claire, Breaking Dawn, page 152.
When I'm wearing heels at events, my feet feel like they're sitting in pools of blood.