I Don't See How That Is Any

I Was Thinking, While I Was Running..." He Paused. "about Not Hitting The Trees, I Hope.

I Don't Want You To Leave Which Is Exactly Why I Should. But Don't Worry. I'm Essentially A Selfish Creature. I Crave Your Company Too Much To Do What I Should.

If We Could Bottle Your Luck, We'd Have A Weapon Of Mass Destruction On Our Hands.

What Were You Two Doing Last Night, Discussing The National Debt?

Is It Really Sick For Me To Be Happy Right Now?" I Asked. My Voice Broke Twice. He Didn't Push Me Away. He Pulled Me Tight Against His Ice-hard Chest, So Tight It Was Hard To Breathe, Even With My Lungs Securely Intact. "i Know Exactly What You Mean," He Whispered. "but We Have Lot Of Reasons To Be Happy. For One, We're Alive." "yes," I Agreed. "that's A Good One." "and Together," He Breathed. His Breath Was So Sweet It Made My Head Swim.