“How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll know it. [Responding to a question about when he will start throwing his slider in his attempt to comeback from a career-ending stroke.]”
“How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll know it. [Responding to a question about when he will start throwing his slider in his attempt to comeback from a career-ending stroke.]”
J.R. Richard
“Do you know the story?No, Finn, but I have a feeling you're going to tell me.”
J.R. Richardson, Cursed be the Wicked“I smile, she blushes.I smirk, she slaps me on the arm, softly.I breathe, because it's easy around her.”
J.R. Richardson, Cursed be the Wicked“What if I don't believe in magic, Finn?That's stupid, how can you not believe in magic, Coop? It's everywhere.”
J.R. Richardson, Cursed be the Wicked“You don't smile enough, Coop.I smile, I tell her defensively. She puts a hand on my shoulder and squares off with me.But not like you mean it.”
J.R. Richardson, Cursed be the Wicked“How soon do you think it is? Time will tell me. When it's autumn, the leaves fall. When the time comes, I'll know it. [Responding to a question about when he will start throwing his slider in his attempt to comeback from a career-ending stroke.]”
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