She Spilled Rice On My Knee, And

You Are Not Going To Die, I Know I Said I'd Let You, But I Can't.

But Will He Come I Just Want To Know What You Think The Odds Are. Tell Me What You Really Think." "i Think Tibby Was A Wise Girl. I Think She Loved You.

And I Thought About The Color And I Realized What Blue It Was. It Was The Soft And Changeable, Essential Blue Of A Well-worn Pair Of Pants. Pants = Love

There Was Love Expressed In The Places You Usually Forget To Look.

She Must Have Sensed She Never Really Had Him. That Was A Sadness Of Hers, He Knew.