He Tried To Smile, But It Was

She Said That Her Father's Death Had Been The Hardest Thing In Her Life. "we Are All Children Until Our Fathers Die.

Nice,' I Say, Realizing Only Afterward That I've Mimicked Her, A Bad Habit Of Mine; I'm Like One Of Those Animals That Imitates Its Predators To Survive.

He Said, "people Wait Their Whole Lives For The Kind Of Happiness We Have.

Finally, I Asked How You Got A Boy To Like You Back. She Said, 'just Be Yourself,' As Though I Had Any Idea Who That Might Be.

We Are All Children Until Our Fathers Die.