...it isn't fair to be so when the teacher has no clue she could/should be a little more sensitive. But it still bothers me, because I don't know what sort of monologue went along with the activity. And, if the teacher's telling Anthony something untrue or offensive about his/our religion... I think I'm justified in saying... something. Tact, don't fail me now. Suggestions? Comments? Bueller?

Working at the gilded Leaf, I saw someone I hadn't seen in ages!

Anthony's shoulders slumped as he left the restaurant where he and his parents had dined. He knew his mum didn't mean to sound condescending or disappointed in him, he truly did. It was just all her talk about Amy settling down and the not so subtle hints that he should do the same irritated him. Hell, she'd even commented on his 'new and improved' guest suite and how it would 'never be used'. Not...

...very seriously. Janet's parents did not get back until it was almost 10:00, so they were running a bit behind. Much to Janet's dismay, Jennifer had called to tell her that another friend named Anthony would come to the Books a Million on North Parkway at 11 to meet them so they could hang out before Stake Conference. This meant Janet only had a short while to finish readying herself and taking...

...his eyes to roam over the man, waiting for him to look up. First impressions were sometimes wrong, but Theodore somehow doubted that they were this time. Look up at me, and let me see if I am correct. Anthony struggled to keep his eyes on the ledger even though he could feel someone watching him. After a few moments, he gave up, closing the ledger. "How can I," he said, lifting his eyes, unable to...

Anthony leaned against a brick building opposite an apartment complex. As tasteful as apartment complexes came, this one was far from it. He was glad it was a gray and gloomy day, that there was no sun in the sky, it prevented him from seeing what the place actually looked like. What he could see were broken stairs, unusable verandas, broken windows with torn shades. What looked like mismatched siding...

Sor, As promised, a gift certificate to the spa. The rest is a thanks for putting up with me. Love, Tony [attached:] gift certificate Scones! flowers! Kates, As promised. I hope you and Sor have a wonderful day. Love, Anthony gift certificate flowers! cupcakes!

Should have been posted this afternoon! Sorry! Anthony Apparated directly onto the back patio of Morag's cottage. He couldn't help but grin at the changes she'd made since his last visit. The vivid blue, that if he remembered correctly was her favourite colour, was everywhere. The whole area nearly screamed 'comfort' and 'relaxation' something he knew she craved nearly as much as she loved being...

...later to pull her leg warmer back up her thigh. " I don't even approve of my kind of parties," Lola replied, grinning beatifically at Mrs. Harkins when the older woman fixed her with a look. Anthony entered the restaurant, having no other choice unless he wanted to show up at Katie's begging for a meal. He'd forgotten, again, to call for house elves to restock his pantry as it was nearly bare...