I Tended To Hate People That Hit

Yeah, You're Probably Right," I Admitted And Slowly Pulled Myself Out From Underneath The Covers. "you Know, I Really Wish You'd Catch Onto The Fact That I'm Always Right.

Fine. Whatever. I Don’t. Nobody Understands Your Pain, Mae. Because It Is So Unique! Nobody’s Ever Loved Something So Much They Would Do Anything To Save It, Except For You, Mae. You Cornered That Market!

In Case You Haven't Noticed, I'm A Lover Not A Fighter.

I Usually Plan To Read A Book For A Half-hour Before Bed, But Then I End Up Staying Awake Until 3 A.m. To Finish It. Fortunately, My Dog Doesn't Mind When I Keep The Bedside Lamp On.

I Heard You're Campaigning On My Behalf." He Walked Over To Me. "that Wouldn't Be Because You'd Miss Me Too Much If I Were Gone,would It?" "don't Be Absurd," I Scoffed. "i Don't Condone Murder, Even For People Like You." "people Like Me,huh?" He Cocked An Eyebrow. "you Mean Devilishly Handsome, Debonair Young Men Who Come To Sweep Rebellious Princesses Of Their Feet?" "you Came To Kidnap Me, Not Sweep Me Off My Feet," I Said,but He Waved His Hand At The Idea. "semantics.