Chapter 55

• "Is this what Marilla means to you!"
• I blurted out in hopes to stop him, and it unquestionably worked because I felt his whole form stiffen, and his hands snapped the arms of the chair as he pulled back. His eyes were cold and angry, and it almost made me consider letting him bite me instead of facing this type of wrath.
• But then, he was gone, and all I heard were the crashing of dishes and glasses to the ground, as the table collapsed with not one, but two male bodies.