She Tried To Imagine What Charles Would

You Okay Now ?" He Asked. "okay." He Tightened His Arms And Lifted Me Off My Feet. "mercy?" He Growled Into My Ear. I Wrapped My Legs Around His Waist. " Yeah" , I Said. "me Too.

Love Thy Enemies, It Says In The Scriptures. My Foster Mother Always Added, "at The Very Least, You Will Be Polite To Them.

I Like What You've Done To Your Face," Ben Said, Tapping His Eye.

Being A Martyr Is Highly Overrated.

Let's Save Tomorrow's Troubles For Tomorrow.