What Was Life Asking Of Me? How

Willie Said Normal Was Boring And That I Should Be Grateful That I Had A Touch Of Spice. She Said No One Cared About Boring People, And When They Died, They Were Forgotten, Like Something That Slips Behind The Dresser.

Was It Harder To Die, Or Harder To Be The One Who Survived?

Let Me Tell You Something 'bout These Rich Uptown Folk," Said Cokie. "they Got Everything That Money Can Buy, Their Bank Accounts Are Fat, But They Ain't Happy. They Ain't Ever Gone Be Happy. You Know Why? They Soul Broke. And Money Can't Fix That, No Sir.

David Arnold's Writing Is Both Heartfelt And Hilarious. You Will Fall In Love With Mim, Even As Her Grand Journey Will Keep You Guessing. Mosquitoland Reminds Us That Sometimes Imperfect Is Just Perfect.

I Left The Jutra To Chop Wood. I Began My Walk Through The Snow, Five Kilometers To The Tree Line. That's When I Saw It. A Tiny Silver Of Gold Appeared Between Shades Of Gray On The Horizon. I Stared At The Amber Band Of Sunlight, Smiling. The Sun Had Returned. I Closed My Eyes. I Felt Andrius Moving Close. "i'll See You," He Said. "yes, I Will See You," I Whispered "i Will." I Reached Into My Pocket And Squeezed The Stone.