Just Like A Kitten That Thinks Its

You Look Tired." "yeah," I Agreed, And Shrugged. "near-death Experiences Do That To Me . . .

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.

And The Sound Of Your Heart," He Continued. "it's The Most Significant Sound In My World. I'm So Attuned To It Now, I Swear I Could Pick It Out From Miles Away. But Neither Of These Things Matter. This," He Said, Taking My Face In His Hands. "you. That's What I'm Keeping. You'll Always Be My Bella, You'll Just Be A Little More Durable.

You’ve Got To Have A Little More Confidence In Us Than That. It’s Insulting.

I Had A Secret That I Was Bound To Protect But A Secret That I Was Not To Share. A Secert That Suddenly He Knew All About.