How Am I Supposed To Save The

Reading One Book Is Like Eating One Potato Chip.

Blood In The Water I Sing, And One Who Shed It: Deadliest Hunger I Sing, And One Who Fed It- Weaving The Ancient-most Tale Of The Sea's Sending: Singing The Tragedy, Singing The Joy Unending This Is Our Shame- This Is The Whole Ocean's Glory: This Is The Song Of The Twelve. Hark To The Story! Hearken, And Bring It To Pass: Swift Lest The Sorrow Long Ago Laid To It's Rest Devour Us Tomarrow!

A Warp," Nita Whispered. "a Tunnel Through Space-time. Are You A White Hole?" It Stopped Bobbing, Stared At Her As If She Had Said Something Derogatory. (do I Look Like A Hole?)

Honey, Have You Seen Your Sister?” She’s On Jupiter, Mom.

Doctors Couldn't Be Everywhere, So The Lord Invented Vulcans. I Thought You Knew.