They [erasers] Were Bad Fliers," Angel Chimed

Besides My Great Fashion Sense? I Play A Mean Harmonica.

There Was Something I Needed To Say. “sorry. About Before.” Fang Shot A Sideways Glance At Me, His Eyes Dark And Inscrutable, As Always. He Looked Back Out At The Water. I Didn’t Expect Any More Acknowledgment Than That. Fang Never- “you Almost Gave Me A Heart Attack,” He Said Quietly. “when I Saw You, And All That Blood . . .” He Threw A Small Rock As Hard As He Could Down The Beach. “i’m Sorry.” “don’t Do It Again,” He Said. I Swallowed Hard. “i Won’t.” Something Changed Right Then, But I Didn’t Know What.

They Call Me, The Sharkalator

I Don't Smile As Much As I Should, Even Though I Smile Inside A Lot.

Better Readers Are Better Thinkers.