I’m From New Jersey. I Was Born

It Could Have Been The Whole Thing Where You Stabbed Him.

She Had Never Imagined That The Kiss Would Be So Brief And Desperate And Wild. Or That It Would Taste Of Holy Water. Holy Water And Blood.

Do Not Think I Do Not Know That Cecily Wants You To Return Home With Her. And Do Not Think I Do Not Know That You Remain For Jem's Sake." "and Yours," He Said Before He Could Stop Himself.

Not Enough," He Said, Letting Her Hair Slip Through His Fingers. "if I Kiss You All Day, Everyday, For The Rest Of My Life, It Won't Be Enough.

She Felt As If She Had Been Running, And Had Created A Hill And Was Racing Down The Other Side, And There Was No Stopping Now. Gravity Was Taking Her Where She Had To Go. "but -- Everyone Cares About Something. Don't They?