But What Really Happened? The Answer Is

I'm Going Mad, I Told Myself. Let Me Not Be Mad.

...the World She Ran Through Loved Her And Would Give Her What She Wanted And Would Let It Happen.

It Was Always The View Of My Parents...that Hot Weather Encouraged Loose Morals Among Young People.

He Would Work Through The Night And Sleep Until Lunch. There Wasn't Really Much Else To Do. Make Something, And Die.

He Knew These Last Lines By Heart And Mouthed Them Now In The Darkness. My Reason For Life. Not Living, But Life. That Was The Touch. And She Was His Reason For Life, And Why He Must Survive.