I'm A Century Old, An Impossible Age,

I Love You. I'm Madly In Love With You. Well, Madly Obviously, Given I'm Mad As A Mudlark. But You Saved My Life. I'd Be Dead Without You. And You're So Good To Me. And You Love Me Too. How Lucky Is That? Amazing! Amazingly Lucky. I Can't Live Without You. You're My Lucky Charm." She Felt A Sudden Desire To Kill Justin's Well-meaning Friend.

I'm A Century Old, An Impossible Age, And My Brain Has No Anchor In The Present. Instead It Drifts, Nearly Always To The Same Shore. Today, As Most Days, It Is 1962. The Year I Discovered Love.

While Working In Advertising, I Channelled My Creative Energy Into Elaborate Escape Fantasies: Cake Making, Dog Breeding, The Peace Corps.

Now Let's Try To Understand That Falling Into Sexual And Emotional Thrall With An Underage Blood Relative Hadn't Exactly Been On My List Of Things To Do While Visiting England,but I Was Coming Around To The Belief That Whether You Liked It Or Not, Things Happen And Once They Start Happening You Pretty Much Just Have To Hold On For Dear Life And See Where They Drop You When They Stop.

And After Awhile Of This My Brain And My Body And Every Single Inch Of Me That Was Alive Was Flooded With The Feeling That I Was Starving, Starving For Edmond. And What A Coincidence, That Was The Feeling I Loved Best In The World.