And I Do Wish She Wouldn't Sing

There Is No One Religion, No One Truth And No Myth Lacks Meaning

What Were You Dreaming About?" "you." He Twisted A Lock Of Her Hair Around His Finger. "i Always Dream About You." "oh, Yeah? Because I Thought You Were Having A Nightmare." He Tipped His Head Back To Look At Her. "sometimes I Dream You're Gone," He Said. "i Keep Wondering When You'll Figure Out How Much Better You Could Do And Leave Me.

He Was The One She Was Doing All This For, But Sometimes She Missed Him So Much It Felt Like She Swallowed Broken Glass.

Beautiful. He'd Called Her Beautiful. Nobody Had Ever Called Her That Before, Except Her Mother, Which Didn't Count. Mothers Were Required To Think You Were Beautiful.

Now Don't Go Wandering Off, William," She Said With A Meaningful Glance. "i Don't Want To Lose You In The Crowd." Will's Jaw Set. "i'm Getting The Oddest Feeling That You're Enjoying This," He Said Under His Breath. "nothing Odd About It." Feeling Unbelievably Bold, Tessa Chucked Him Under The Chin With The Tip Of Her Lace Fan. "simply Behave Yourself.