A Year. We'd Known Each Other Only

There Was A Look Of Woe On His Face That Was Almost Comical. Raids, Bullets, Criminals...no Problem. A Missing Duster? Crisis.

A Girl Just Asked For Sat Scores Good Enough To Get Her Into Yale. I Think She Was Nine.

I Shook My Head And Turned Away, Unable To Hear This. “i’m Leaving Now. I Really Don’t Want To See You Again. Nothing Personal. Well, Yeah, Actually It Is.

Ian’s The Black Sheep.” “i Thought I Was The Black Sheep,” Said Seth, Sounding Almost Hurt. “no. You’re The Unfocused Artistic One. I’m The Responsible One. Ian’s The Wild, Hedonistic One.” “what’s Hedonistic?” Asked Kendall. Her Father Considered. “it Means You Run Up A Lot Of Credit Card Bills You Can’t Pay, Change Jobs A Lot, And Have A Lot Of…lady Friends.

Sage?" Adrian Lightly Touched My Arm, And I Jumped At The Feel Of His Fingertips Against My Skin. "you Okay?" "i Don't Know," I Said Softly. "i Just Thought Of Something Crazy." "welcome To My World.