My Westley Will Come For Me.

The First Morning After Westley's Departure, Buttercup Thought She Was Entitled To Do Nothing More Than Sit Around Moping And Feeling Sorry For Herself. After All, The Love Of Her Life Had Fled, Life Had No Meaning, How Could You Face The Future, Et Cetera, Et Cetera.

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It's One Of My Biggest Memories Of My Father Reading. I Had Pneumonia, Remember, But I Was A Little Better Now, And Madly Caught Up In The Book, And One Thing You Know When You're Ten Is That, No Matter What, There's Gonna Be A Happy Ending. They Can Sweat All They Want To Scare You, The Authors, But Back Of It All You Know, You Just Have No Doubt, That In The Long Run Justice Is Going To Win Out.

I Must Be Overtired', Buttercup Managed. 'the Excitement And All.' 'rest Then', Her Mother Cautioned. 'terrible Things Can Happen When You're Overtired. I Was Overtired The Night Your Father Proposed.

There Have Been Five Great Kisses Since 1642 B.c. When Saul And Delilah Korn's Inadvertent Discovery Swept Across Western Civilization. (before Then Couples Hooked Thumbs.) And The Precise Rating Of Kisses Is A Terribly Difficult Thing, Often Leading To Great Controversy, Because Although Everyone Agrees With The Formula Of Affection Times Purity Times Intensity Times Duration, No One Has Ever Been Completely Satisfied With How Much Weight Each Element Should Receive. But On Any System, There Are Five That Everyone Agrees Deserve Full Marks. Well, This One Left Them All Behind.