One Person's Crazy Is Another Person's Sane,

Did You Hear?" He Asked. "they Found Another Body Around Nine This Morning. It's The Ripper, Definitely." "good Morning," I Replied. "morning. Listen To This. The Second Victim.

The Truth Was That She Had Managed To Betray Everyone By Doing Nothing. No One In History Had Ever Done Less And Yet Been So Wrong. Not Cheating On A Non-boyfriend With The Non-boyfriend Of A Friend. The Pressure Of Thinking That One Through Made Her Swollen Body Ache.

What Are You?" I Asked. "i'm The Ghost Of The Night Before Exams." "and How Long Did It Take You To Come Up With That?" Jazza Asked. "i'm A Busy Man," He Replied.

I Could Pretend, At Least, And If I Pretended Long Enough, Maybe I Could Make It Into A Reality.

This Wasn't A Position She Wanted To Be In. And Yet . . . Yet She Knew That She Was Going To Do It Anyway.