I Came To Witness. I Stay To

Love Is Irrational, I Reminded Myself. The More You Loved Someone, The Less Sense Anything Made.

You Are Safe Inside Your Mind. No One Can Reach You There.

Uncle Jeb," We Croaked In Surprise. "you Found Us." "well, Now," He Said, And His Gruff Voice Brought Back A Hundred Memories. "well, Now, Here's A Pickle.

The Shadows Didn't Seem As Dark As Usual. Not With My Personal Sun Along.

Alice Was Scrutinizing My Boring Jeans-and-a-t-shirt Outfit In A Way That Made Me Self-conscious. Probably Plotting Another Makeover. I Sighed. My Indifferent Attitude To Fashion Was A Constant Thorn In Her Side. If I'd Allow It, She'd Love To Dress Me Everyday―perhaps Several Times A Day―like Some Oversized Three-dimensional Paper Doll.