Once People Start Throwing Wet Stuff, I

Body Armor. Four Thousand Pounds Of Body Armor. And Missile-proof Glass? Nice. What Had Happened To Good Old-fashioned Bulletproof?

Lie To Me. She Whispered. I Love You. He Said.

At Least I Died Trying. And I Won.i Never Gave Them Away. I Never Hurt Them. I Did My Best To Find Them. I Tried To Keep My Promise... I Die For Them.

He Was Silent For A Moment, Staring Out The Window Into The Rain; I Imagined He Was Contemplating The Fact That His Family's Presence Was Turning The Locals Into Giant Dogs.

I Almost Took The Door Off The Car