It's Not The End. It's The Beginning.

Uncle Jeb," We Croaked In Surprise. "you Found Us." "well, Now," He Said, And His Gruff Voice Brought Back A Hundred Memories. "well, Now, Here's A Pickle.

Does It Bother You, Me Being Half Naked All The Time?

Surely It Was A Good Way To Die, In The Place Of Someone Else, Someone I Loved.

They Wouldn't Let Me Play; Only Alice Would Play Games With Me Anymore.

And, By The Way, I Adore You.... In Frightening, Dangerous Ways.