He Shook His Head And Eyed Roarke.

Those Big Blue Eyes Were Swimming, And He Was Afraid That If The First Tear Fell, He Would Break And Carry Her Off Anywhere She Wanted To Go.

If You Write In Category, You Write Knowing There's A Framework, There Are Reader Expectations.

Why Are You Always Smiling? What Do You Know?

Eve: "she Had Big Plans For Me. Kind Of A Pet, I Imagine. Like William. Her Little Trained Dog. And With You Dead, She Figured I'd Inherit All Your Goodies. You're Not Going To Do That To Me Are You?" Roarke: "what, Die?" Eve: "leave Me All This Stuff." Roarke: "only You Would Be Annoyed By That.

- "women Should All Move To Amazonia, Or At Least Vacation There Four Times A Year." - "amazonia?" - "it's The Girl World In My Head, Where I Go When I'm Annoyed With Carter, Or Just Men In General. There Are Five Shoe Stores Per Capita, Nothing Has Any Calories, And All The Books And Movies End Happy Ever After." - "i Like Amazonia. When Do We Leave?