All Those Clean, Fresh Starts Had Made

I Turned And Looked Into The Gas Station, Where Wes Was Now Paying, As The Man Who'd Driven Us Looked On. "that's Too Bad," I Said. "it's Okay, Though," She Assured Me. "someday I'll Show You An Extraordinary Boy, Macy. They Do Exist. You Just Have To Believe Me." "don't Worry," I Said. "i Do.

I've Always Written In First Person. It Gives The Readers More Insight.

But There Was Only One Truth About Forever That Really Mattered, And That Was This: It Was Happening.

That Was The Nice Thing About The Spot: You Could Hear Everything, But No One Could See You.

I'm Just Writing What I Know. I've Never Been Much Of A Reader Of Fantasy, And I Think You Write What You, Personally, Enjoy Reading.