I Can Tell You Love Him. (syn)

As A Child, He Had Hardened His Heart And Learned To Take Their Punches. He Had Learned To Spit Back And Take Down Anyone Who Cast A Jaundiced Eye Or Who Made A Comment About Either Him, His Mother, Or His Sister. He’d Told Himself That He Didn’t Need Anyone’s Love Or Caring. And So He Had Learned To Live Like A Feral Animal, Always Ready To Strike Out When Someone Tried To Touch Him.

It's Settled, Then," Grace Said. She Turned Back To Nick. "take The Jag To The Car Wash And For Heaven's Sake Clean The Mcdonald's Happy Meal Boxes Out Of It." "hey," Nick Said, His Face Offended. "that's A Low Blow. Those Boxes Are Collectibles.

Excuse Me, But I’ve Been To Some Of The Toughest Zones In The Galaxy To Get My Targets. And I Have Never Once Gone After A Target And Failed. Ever. (shahara) Yeah, But You’ve Never Been Chased Before. It’s A Lot Harder To Be The Prey Than It Is To Be The Predator. (syn)

...you're Omniscient, Right?" "for The Most Part, Yes." "then You Have To Tell Me This ‘cause I Have To Know. What's At The End Of Everything?" He Shrugged. "that's Easy Enough." "then Tell Me." "the Letter G.

When Everything Else Falls Down Around Us, Just Knowing That There's Another Person Who Will Miss Us When We're Gone Is Enough To See Us Through Our Darkest Moments.