Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

And Still She Felt More Confident At The Prospect Of Taking On The Russian Mafia Than She Did Attending A Backyard Barbecue.

...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

It's Major Ketchup In The Bathroom With The Laser Scalpel." "hmm." He Sliced A Delicately Herbed Spear Of Asparagus. "obviously We Were Meant For Each Other As I Can Interpret That As You Meaning Something More Like Colonel Mustard In The Conservatory With The Candlestick.

He Had Realised That Most Vital Of Humanities. He Had Touched Lives. And He Had Raised Three Boys That No One Had Wanted Into Men.

Magic Is. But Its Power Is Nothing Beside Love. --prince Carrick