People Who Say Not To Speak Ill

She Could And Had Faced An Armed Laser In The Hands Of A Mad Mutant Mercenary With Less Fear Than She Faced Such Unswerving Emotion.

...she'd Gone Past Interest, Swung Into Attraction, Burst Through Lust, Tripped Over Affection, And Was Now Skidding Out Of Control Into Love.

And Each Book Has To Receive Your Best Effort Every Single Time. No Slacking.

Fine, You Do That, And You Tell Them That At The Very First Opportunity, I'm Coming Down There And Killing All Of Them. Mass Murder. And After They're All Dead, I'm Going To Kick The Bodies Around, Dance On Top Of Them, And Sing A Happy Song. No Jury Will Convict Me.

Phillip Look Into Ray's Eyes. He Saw Compassion And Hope. And He Saw Himself Mirrored Back, Bleeding In A Dirty Gutter On A Street Where Life Was Worth Less Than A Dime Bag. Sick, Tired, Petrified, Phillip Dropped His Head Into His Hands. "what's The Point?" "you're The Point, Son." Ray Ran His Hand Over Phillip's Hair. "you're The Point.