I Bit A Pillow. Or Two.

But If You Ever Bring Her Back Damaged Again - And I Don't Care Whose Fault It Is; I Don't Care If She Merely Trips, Or If A Meteor Falls Out Of The Sky And Hits Her In The Head - If You Return Her To Me In Less Than The Perfect Condition That I Left Her In, You Will Be Running With Three Legs. Do You Understand That, Mongrel?

Don't Watch" The Redheaded Mind Reader Whispered. I Closed My Eyes.

Sister, They Send You Out For One And You Bring Back Two... And A Half. Such A Clever Girl.

He’s Playing Every Bit As Hard As I Am, Only He Knows What He’s Doing And I Don’t. Don’t Blame Me Because He’s A Better Manipulator Than I Am — I Haven’t Been Around Long Enough To Learn All His Tricks.

Love Is Irrational, I Reminded Myself. The More You Loved Someone, The Less Sense Anything Made.