Then Marry Me. For I Love You,

...there Remained A Strange Formality Between Them, And Her Pleasure In His Presence Felt Too Much Like Missing Him Had Felt During The Last Week.

She Fell Asleep, Leaning On His Chest, And He Edged Her A Little Off A Particularly Painful Bruise, Leaned His Head Back Against The Tree He Had Propped Them Up Against, And Closed His Own Eyes.

Tiny Fists Can Hurt Quite A Lot When They Hit You In The Face.

Your Attitude Is Perhaps A Little Unnecessarily Rigorous," Suggested Jack.

With The Knowledge Of Her Aloneness Came A Rush Of Self-declaration: “i Will Not Be Nothing.”