Hope Doesn't Mean Anything. ... Action's The

"don't Let Go!" He Orders. Harper's Hand Is Dry And Soothing, While Mine Is Sweaty With Fear. We've Never Held Hands Before. I Think About What It Means In The Village When Boys And Girls Only A Few Years Older Then Harper And Me Wander Around With Their Hands Clasped Together. They're Always Peering Dreamily Into Each Other's Eyes, Sneaking Sky Kisses...and Soon After, There's A Wedding.

I Am Not Just What I Remember. I Am Also What I Dream.

...even The Most Independent People Sometimes Needed Help. And If I'd Learned Nothing Else From My Life Thus Far, It Was That You Don't Always End Up Where You Think You're Going.

I Don't Know What You Two Are Up To," Hobart Said. "but You Be Careful Now, You Hear? Don't Do Anything I Wouldn't Do." "well Now, That Doesn't Restrict Us Very Much, Does It?" Mark Teased Back.

I Like Playing Around With The Words; I Love It When I Feel Like I've Picked The Exact Right Word To Describe Whatever It Is I'm Trying To Describe