I Clung To That Spark Of Hope,

Rose!" I Looked To My Right And Saw Adrian Cutting Across The Lawn Toward Me, Oblivious To The Slush's Effects On His Designer Shoes. "did You Just Call Me 'rose'?" I Asked. "and Not 'little Dhampir'? I Don't Think That's Ever Happened." "it Happens All The Time," He Countered, Catching Up To Me.

Um, Thanks,” She Said. It Was Nice To See One Woman Finally Immune To That Accent. That Wasn’t To Say Rose Wasn’t A Sucker For Accents. She Just Preferred Hers From The Other Side Of Europe.

Hey, Sydney. I Thought I Saw Your Car Out There." He Glanced Around. "is, Uh, Jill With You?" "not Today." I Said. New Insight Struck Me As I Recalled That Lee Attended School In Los Angeles. "lee, Have You Ever Dated A Human Girl At Your School?" Adrian Arched An Eyebrow. "are You Asking Him Out, Sage?" I Scowled. "no!

Weirdly, An Image Of Adrian’s Love Painting Came Back To Me. I Thought Of The Jagged Red Streak, Slashing Through The Blackness, Ripping It Apart. Staring At Jill And Her Inconsolable Pain, I Suddenly Understood His Art A Little Bit Better.

I Will Always Love You." "no You Won't. You'll Move On. So Will I.