Once People Start Throwing Wet Stuff, I

The Morning Brought With It, If Not A Brighter Outlook, At Least A Measure Of Control, Some Acceptance. Instinctively, I Knew That The New Tear In My Heart Would Always Ache. That Was Just Going To Be A Part Of Me Now.

I Wrapped My Arms Around His Neck And Pulled Myself Closer To Him Until My Lips Touched His.

Uncle Jeb," We Croaked In Surprise. "you Found Us." "well, Now," He Said, And His Gruff Voice Brought Back A Hundred Memories. "well, Now, Here's A Pickle.

Don't Let Anyone Tell You That High School Is Supposed To Be Fun. High School Is To Be Endured. College Is Fun.

And Then I Saw The Way He Looked At Her... Like He Was A Blind Man, Seeing The Sun For The Very First Time.