People Who Are Crazy Rarely Question Whether

When She Left For A Third Time And Returned With A Giant Box, I Started To Get Irate. "what Is This?" I Demanded, Taking It From Her. It Felt Like It Had Bricks In It. "grandmother Needs You To Carry Some Things," Paul Told Me. "yes," I Said Through Gritted Teeth. "i Sort Of Figured That Out Fifty Pounds Ago.

I'm Sorry." "be Sorry You Lied," He Said, Pressing A Kiss To My Forehead. "don't Be Sorry You Loved Him. That's Part Of You, Part You Have To Let Go, Yeah, But Still Something That's Made You Who You Are.

This College Would Probably Have The Same Problem As The Last One Did." I Frowned, "what's That?" "homework.

He Looked Up At Me With Angelic Eyes. "doing What?" "you Know What. You're Luring Me In. You Know I Can't Resist-

My Mind... It's Who I Am. I Think I'd Rather Suffer Any Other Injury In The World Than Have My Mind Tampered With.