Come, Dear Heart. Lean On Me And

Become My Friend And You Embrace A Nightmare.

As A Novelist, I'm Endlessly Fascinated By Human Behavior And Interactions.

Brilliant Minds Make Errors, Brave Souls Falter, Kind Hearts Leave Scars. We Are None Of Us Perfect, But We're All Perfectly Human.

Perhaps He Could Still Weave Together The Broken Threads Of His Life. And Yet, I Wanted Him Here Now. I Needed Him Here. In The Darkness, If I Sat Very Still, I Could Almost Feel His Presence By Me, Quite Near, But Not Too Near. Didn't I Promise To Keep You Safe, He Would Say Softly. I Have Never Broken A Promise. Don't Look So Worried, Jenny. And Yet, He Would Be Careful. Careful Not To Move Too Close. Careful Not To Frighten Me. Waiting Still. I Am Your Shelter. Don't Be Afraid.

His Thoughts Inhabit A Different Plane From Those Of Ordinary Men; The Simplest Interpretation Of That Is To Call Him Crazy.