Then Was Ashamed Of Myself. I Should

I Dipped Into His Brain. He Wasn't Happy That I Wasn't Wearing A Bra, Because My Boobs Distracted Him. He Was Thinking I Was A Bit Too Curvy For His Taste. He Was Thinking He'd Better Not Think About Me That Way Anymore. He Was Missing His Wife.

Fiction Just Makes It All More Interesting. Truth Is So Boring.

I'll Show Up At Every Classroom Open House And Teacher Conference,' She Said, Now In A Voice That Was Almost Frightening In Its Intensity. 'i'll Bake Brownies. My Child Will Have New Clothes. Her Shoes Will Fit. She'll Get Her Shots, And She'll Get Her Braces. We'll Start A College Fund Next Week. I'll Tell Her I Love Her Every Damn Day.' If That Wasn't A Great Plan For Being A Good Mother, I Couldn't Imagine What A Better One Could Be

You Think That It’s Not Magic That Keeps You Alive? Just ‘cause You Understand The Mechanics Of How Something Works, Doesn’t Make It Any Less Of A Miracle. Which Is Just Another Word For Magic. We’re All Kept Alive By Magic, Sookie. My Magic’s Just A Little Different From Yours, That’s All.

We Could Go Back," He Said. In The Dome Light Of The Car, His Face Looked Hard As Stone. "we Could Go Back To Your House. I Can Stay With You Always. We Can Know Each Other's Bodies In Every Way, Night After Night. I Could Love You." His Nostrils Flared, And He Looked Suddenly Proud. "i Could Work. You Would Not Be Poor. I Would Help You." "sounds Like A Marriage," I Said, Trying To Lighten The Atmosphere. But My Voice Was Too Shaky. "yes," He Said.