Death Is Peaceful, Life Is Harder

Tonight The Sky Was Utterly Black. Perhaps There Was No Moon Tonight—a Lunar Eclipse, A New Moon. A New Moon. I Shivered, Though I Wasn't Cold.

Hey, Do You Know What You Call A Blond With A Brain?" I Asked, And The Continued On The Same Breath, "a Golden Retriever." I've Heard That One, Too," She Said, No Longer Smiling. I'll Keep Trying." I Promised.

Because There Was Nothing More Terrifying To Me, More Excruciating, Than The Thought Of Turning Away From Him. It Was An Impossibility.

I Tried To Be Diplomatic, But Mostly I Just Lied A Lot.

How Could You Fall In Love With A Three Inch Worm?