That Was The Hard Thing About Grief,

You Should Have Seen Your Face," She Said, Her Breath Hot In My Ear. "sa-woooon.

I Was Bored. Sad. Lonely. It Was Only A Matter Of Time Before I Cracked.

I Turned And Looked Into The Gas Station, Where Wes Was Now Paying, As The Man Who'd Driven Us Looked On. "that's Too Bad," I Said. "it's Okay, Though," She Assured Me. "someday I'll Show You An Extraordinary Boy, Macy. They Do Exist. You Just Have To Believe Me." "don't Worry," I Said. "i Do.

Sometimes. It Was A Good Escape. Until, You Know, It Wasn‟t.

Because The Truth Sometimes Hurts," I Said. Yeah," He Said. "so Do Lies, Though.