But It Was Smell That Carried Memory.

He Was The Strangest Of Strangers In That He Was Also Her Oldest Friend.

You Get Older And You Learn There Is One Sentence Just Four Worlds Long And If You Can Say It To Yourself It Offers More Comfort Than Almost Any Other. It Goes Like This… Ready ” “ready.” “at Least I Tried.

She Hadn't Chosen The Brave Life. She'd Chosen The Small, Fearful One.

She Thought She Was Independent And Strong, But She Got One Small Taste Of Love And She Was Hungrier Than Anyone. She Was Ravenous.

There Was One Thing Bridget Like About Guys. They Took Insults Well.