I Am Here," Eric Said. "and I

We Could Go Back," He Said. In The Dome Light Of The Car, His Face Looked Hard As Stone. "we Could Go Back To Your House. I Can Stay With You Always. We Can Know Each Other's Bodies In Every Way, Night After Night. I Could Love You." His Nostrils Flared, And He Looked Suddenly Proud. "i Could Work. You Would Not Be Poor. I Would Help You." "sounds Like A Marriage," I Said, Trying To Lighten The Atmosphere. But My Voice Was Too Shaky. "yes," He Said.

I'll Show Up At Every Classroom Open House And Teacher Conference,' She Said, Now In A Voice That Was Almost Frightening In Its Intensity. 'i'll Bake Brownies. My Child Will Have New Clothes. Her Shoes Will Fit. She'll Get Her Shots, And She'll Get Her Braces. We'll Start A College Fund Next Week. I'll Tell Her I Love Her Every Damn Day.' If That Wasn't A Great Plan For Being A Good Mother, I Couldn't Imagine What A Better One Could Be

A Dog – A Collie – Went Up To Eric, Looked Up At His Face, And Growled. “shoo,” Eric Said, Making An Imperious Gesture With His Hand.

I Was Surprised To Find Out There Was A Direct Line From My Palm To My, My, Hootchie.

If I Have To Choose Between You And Me - I Like Me Better.