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Mine. He Was Mine, And Not Even Death Would Take Him From Me—not If I Could Help It.

I've Been A Storyteller All My Life. When I Was In High School, I Used To Amuse Myself By Driving Through The Woods At Night And See How Long It Would Be Before I Scared The Pants Off My Friends - And If I Could Do It Before I Scared Myself.

Never Accept The Blame For What Evil People Do. We Are All Responsible For Our Own Actions.

Trying Is Always Enough.

You Are A Sick, Sick Man,” I Told Him. “thank You,” Ben Replied, Looking Modest.