It's Good To Be In Love.

His Love For Her Was So Deeply Woven With Resentment That He Could Not Untangle The Two.

He Had Never Even Glimpsed Her.

She Saw Herself Moving Through Another Life, An Exotic, Difficult, Satisfying Life.

Lately, The World Felt Fragile, Like A Blown Egg, As If It Might Shatter Beneath A Careless Touch.

It Wasn't Right. He Knew That, But It Was Like Falling: Once You Started You Couldn't Stop Until Something Stopped You.