She Was Singed, Bleeding, Bruised, And Furiously

The Purest Magic Is In The Heart.

Because When You Hate Something, You Stop Doing It.

There Was Nothing Like A Saturday - Unless It Was The Saturday Leading Up To The Last Week Of School And Into Summer Vacation. That Of Course Was All The Saturdays Of Your Life Rolled Into One Big Shiny Ball.

It's More Than You Think It Can Be," She Heard Herself Say. "it Changes Everything, And Fixes Everything That Matters. Maybe You're Never Going To Be The Same, And Maybe Part Of You Is Always Afraid Of What Will Happen If...but He's Always Going To Be There. All You Have To Do Is Reach Out, And He's Going To Be There.

I Had The Blood And Fire Rule When My Boys Were Young. You Know, Unless It's Blood Or Fire, Don't Bother Me.