She Is Like A Child Picking At

We Can't Live Other People's Lives For Them. Even If We Love Them.

I Guess No One Stays Friends For More Than Thirty Years Without Broken Hearts Along The Way.

She Had Been Ready To Love This Man From The Moment She First Saw Him. In All These Years, That Had Never Changed. They'd Hurt Each Other, Let Each Other Down, And Yet, Here They Were After Everything, Together. She Needed Him Now, Needed Him To Remind Her That She Was Live, That She Wasn't Alone, That She Hadn't Lost Everything.

A Romance Novel Focuses Exclusively On Two People Falling In Love. It Can't Be About A Woman Caring For Her Aging Mother Or Something Like That. It Can Have That Element, But It Has To Be Primarily About The Male-female Relationship.

What Good Did It Do To Light The World On Fire If She Had To Watch The Glow Alone?