I Concentrated Hard And Snapped My Fingers.

Everybody-even Monsters-needed A Little Attention Once In A While.

Great, I Thought. We Just Blowtorched A National Monument.

So I Took Her Hand, And I Don't Know What Everybody Else Heard, But To Me It Sounded Like A Slow Dance: A Little Sad, But Maybe A Little Hopeful, Too.

As He Fell Toward The Highway, A Horrible Scenario Flashed Through His Mind: His Body Smashing Against An Suv's Windshield, Some Annoyed Commuter Trying To Push Him Off With The Wipers. "stupid 16-year-old Kid Falling From The Sky! I'm Late!

Well, I Hope You Like It Here, Leo. It Used To Be .......really Nice.