We Killed An Innocent Girl

How Could Any Of Us Truly Appreciate Our Lives If We Had Nothing Else To Compare Them To?

Without Mona, Hanna Felt Like A Great Outfit Without Matching Accessories, A Screw-driver That Was All Orange Juice And No Vodka, And An Ipod Without Headphones. She Just Felt Wrong.

The Sweetest Smiles Hold The Darkest Secrets.

That Was The Thing About Guys, Though: Sometimes, They Had The Emotional Depth Of A Flea.

Here You Go, Dear."" The Corners Of Mrs. Colbert's Mouth Curled Up. "you Like Meat, Don't You?" Emily Blinked. Was It Her, Or Did That Statement Seem...loaded? She Checked Issac For His Reaction, But He Was Innocently Selecting A Roll From A Wicker Basket. "uh, Thanks." Emily Said, Pulling The Platter Toward Her. She Did Like Meat. The Kind You, Um, Eat.