It Wasn't Enough To Be Kidnapped, I

The Sweetest Part Of Being A Couple Is Sharing Your Life With Someone Else. But My Life, Evidently, Had Not Been Good Enough To Share.

As The Water Pounded On My Back, I Reflected That I Must Be Pretty Simple. It Didn't Take Much To Make Me Happy. A Long Night With A Dead Guy Had Done The Trick.

My Gran Had Always Told Me That A Woman--any Woman Worth Her Salt--could Do Whatever She Had To.

Fiction Just Makes It All More Interesting. Truth Is So Boring.

It's A Sad Comment On Humans That None Of Them Are Tolerable To One Who Can Read Their Minds