Harriet slept at Hartfield that night. For some weeks past she had been spending more than half her time there, and gradually getting to have a bed-room appropriated to herself; and Emma judged it best in every respect, safest and kindest, to keep her with them as much as possible just at present.
... in, you know, your bedroom. It's, like, it's so many little stepping-stones, and so many ...
... story," that's a song I wrote sitting on my bedroom floor because I liked a guy and my ...