But Time, It Is Like Charm. You

I Read Actual Physical Books And Have Thus Far Avoided The Electronic Lure.

Yes, Hope Is A Strange Thing. Peace At Last. But At What Price?

It Was You Nabi. It Was Always You. Didn't You Know?

Hassan Couldn't Read A First-grade Textbook But He'd Read Me Plenty. That Was A Little Unsettling But Also Sort Of Comfortable To Have Someone Who Always Knew What You Needed.

He Knew I'd Seen Everything In That Alley, That I'd Stood There And Done Nothing. He Knew That I'd Betrayed Him And Yet He Was Rescuing Me Once Again, Maybe For The Last Time.