I Had The Blood And Fire Rule

The Outward Appearance Would Never Indicate They Were Brothers. (...) But She Could See That At The Moment They Were As United As Triplets In The Womb.

She Was Singed, Bleeding, Bruised, And Furiously Alive.

Aren't Most Romance Heros, Or Heros In Fiction Of Any Kind, Generally Superior To Real Men? Same Goes For Heroines And Real Women.

Fate Rules. You Follow The Steps And You Plan And You Work. Then Fate Slips In Laughing And Makes Fools Of Us. Sometimes We Can Trick It Or Out Guess It But Most Often Its Already Written. For Some Its Written In Blood. That Doesn't Mean We Stop, But It Does Mean We Can't Comfort Ourselves With Blame. It's Easier To Take The Blame Than To Admit There Was Nothing You Could Do To Stop Whatever Happened.

((doc Is Getting Ready To Do A Pap-smear On Reece)) "looks Healthy," Doc Commented. "good, Because It Hasn't Been Getting Any Exercise In Quite A While." When She Heard Willow Smother A Laugh, Reece Just Closed Her Eyes. She Had To Remember Some Old Saying About Being Careful Of Thoughts. They Become Words.