And Then He Gives Me A Smile

They Erase My Face With A Layer Of Pale Makeup And Draw My Features Back Out.

Never Having Been In Love, This Is Going To Be A Real Trick. I Think Of My Parents. The Way My Father Never Failed To Bring Her Gifts From The Woods. The Way My Mother's Face Would Light Up At The Sound Of His Boots At The Door. The Way She Almost Stopped Living When He Died.

It Means Thanks, It Means Admiration, It Means Good-bye To Someone You Love.

Who Says I Can't Handle It? I Can Handle It," Said Gregor Obviously Not Handling It.

My Sleep Wasn't Peaceful, Though. I Have The Sense Of Emerging From A World Of Dark, Haunted Places Where I Traveled Alone.