You won't believe how many more illuminated things.
small and pink like little Moses in the rush cradle, Simile p126
I once heard a cougar cry like a baby calling for its mother. simile p126
And I imagine we look like supper. simile p127
he has not moved an inch, he is frozen with fear, hyperbole p127
The cougar is still growling on the bank, any minute it will be on the bridge and it will be good-bye May Amelia Hello supper unless I do something.p127
like a sack of flour, barreling across the bridge. simile p128
Well then, I say, I reckon it's a Darn Good Thing I'm not a Proper Young Lady or you'd be that cougars supper right about now.p129
Wilbert says there are some days that are so bad there's no mending them.p 131
how about personification and metaphors?
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