"Frankie J. trembled, his palm wavering across those last milk shake cups... /"thinking of that hidden spike as if it wasn't /just chance at play, but cruel fate. /"A nd his friend's voice /goaded him across the table-
لا يوجد اسمك عليها لكنها تبدو مثلك فرانكي جي تريمبلد يداه كانت تبحث عن الاقداح