The Wordsmith Myth
A Story Teller
He sat down across form her. "cookies?"Emily kept quite not answering back. But for some reason she couldn't stay mad at Earl, she felt bad that he came looking for her and came asking for forgiveness. If she was going to never see him again at least it should be in good terms. She got up and unlocked the door. "Fine...I can't stay mad...." she said opening the door but not looking at him