I Could Not Help Staring Back, For

I Prefer The Word Aviatrix. It Has More Zing To It." "it's Very Zingy," I Agreed.

The Preface? Why Would He Waste Time With The Preface? Skip The Preface And Move On To The Meat Of The Thing!

If You Were Closer, I'd Slap You," She Said. "let Me Help," I Replied, And Stepped Closer. She Promptly Slapped Me, Which Surprised Me Only A Little. We Glared At Each Other In The Near Dark, And Then She Looked Away. "i'm Sorry I Slapped You," She Said. "that's All Right. I Quite Enjoyed It.

Why Do You Need To Fly So Much?” She Asked. “if I Don’t, It’ll Catch Up With Me.” The Words Just Came Out. “what Will?” I Took My Hands From My Face, Panting. I Stared Out At The Storm. “unhappiness.

Let Me Get You All Some Punch,” I Said. “you're Leaving Us?” Said Isabel, Sounding Panicky. “i'll Be Right Back,” I Promised. “if Anyone Comes Near You, Just Scream And Run.