She Smiled At Him, Though Her Hazel-green

So You Actually Need Spectacles,” Leo Finally Said. “of Course I Do,” Marks Said Crossly. “why Would I Wear Spectacles If I Didn’t Need Them?” “i Thought They Might Be Part Of Your Disguise.” “my Disguise?” “yes, Marks, Disguise. A Noun Describing A Means Of Concealing Someone’s Identity. Often Used By Clowns And Spies. And Now Apparently Governesses. Good God, Can Anything Be Ordinary For My Family?

How Old Are You? Twelve?" "fourteen & Three Quarters." His Eyes Sparkled. "you're Kind Of Little For Fourteen And Three Quarters." "am Not," I Replied Indignantly. "i'm A Sophomore This Year. How Old Are You?" "seventeen And Two Fifths." Hardy Cateses & Liberty Jones.

Sometimes The Closest-held Secrets In The World Can Be Pried Out By The Right Question At The Right Time.

I Had Never Ironed Anything In My Life. The Proper Pressing Of A Shirt Was A Mystery Of The Universe Akin To Black Holes And Dark Matter.

When You're Walking Through The Darkness, You Can't Depend On Anything Or Anyone Else To Light Your Way. You Have To Rely On Whatever Sparks You've Got Inside You. Or You're Going To Get Lost.