Group #3
"As he watched her cuddle the sick puppy, her beautiful golden hair falling into her eyes as she nursed it back to health, Harold McGoffery couldn't help but think, 'She would get along well with the others in the basement."
She was beautiful, with her gray hairs puckering so delicately out of her pimples - or maybe they were moles - her muddied gray and brown hair standing on end as if she'd been electricuted and her caterpillar- like eyebrows that seemed to move with each facial expression she made, I knew she'd be the girl I'd marry.
"In the moment John Parker laid his eyes upon his newborn daughter—whose beady brown eyes blinked blankly back at him, whose razor sharp teeth poked repeatedly at his flesh, whose fresh cries were several tiny chirps and squeaks, whose tiny fur-covered ears curved into points, and whose webbed arms wrapped tightly around his thumb—he knew undoubtedly she was a special addition to the human race."
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