Maybe You Just Saw What You Wanted

My Family, Theyre Story Tellers. My Mom Is Irish, And My Dad Is Italian. In My Family, We Werent Allowed To Watch Tv While We Ate - We Had To Sit Around The Table And Tell Stories About Our Day.

In A Way, I Was Incredibly Proud Of Her (not That I Had Any Intention Of Letting It Show While I Was Beating The Crap Out Of Her).

There's Nothing Secret About It. Everyone Knows That I Am Waiting For My Real Parents, The King And Queen, To Come Restore Me To My Rightful Throne.

You’re Not A One Hundred Dollar Bill, Not Everyone Is Going To Like You.

Do People In The Twenty-first Century Still Dance?" My Heart Beat Thundered In My Ears, Far Louder Than The Slow Music. "um," I Said, Barely Able To Swallow, My Throat Had Gone So Dry. "sometimes." "how About Now?" He Asked. And Then His Strong Arms Were Encircling My Waist, His Breath Soft Against My Cheek As He Gently Whispered My Name: "susannah. Susannah...