You Know Not Every Book Has To

Nobody Gets To Pick What Life Gives Them

Hanging Out The Window, Amber Blew Her A Kiss. A Lump The Size Of A Fist Clogged Heather's Throat, While A Breeze From Th Sea Pushed Her Thick Hair Away From Her Face. Tears Trickled Unchecked Down Her Cheeks.

You Know Not Every Book Has To Have A Happy Ending, But It Has To Have A Satisfying Ending.

For As Long As The World Spins And The Earth Is Green With New Wood, She Will Lie In This Box And Not In My Arms.

I Can Be Around Kids If I Need To Be.