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I Hate That You Do This To Me. I Hate How Crazy You Make Me. I Hate You! - Wendy

For Me To Be A Billion-dollar Author, I Need To Have People Buying My Books At Wal-mart.

I Only Saw Fire And Chandeliers And Smoke. No People. Not The Room. Not Even A Time Frame. Do You Know How Many Chandeliers There Are In The South Wing Alone? What Was I Supposed To Do? Tell Everyone To Avoid Chandeliers Forever?

So We Know She's Safe And Taken Care Of?" Daniel Asked, And She Nodded. "good. Then Why Don't We Do Something That You Want To Do?" "like What?" "i Don't Know. What Do You Like To Do?" "um...." Her Stomach Rumbled, Since Crying Always Made Her Hungry. "i Like Eating Breakfast." "that's So Weird." Daniel Grinned. "because I Like Making French Toast." "that Works Out, Doesn't It?

Forever Is A Really Long Time, You Know? What Do You Do With Forever?" "the Same Thing You Do When You Don't Have Forever." He Smiled Wanly. "live.