Mercy," Said My Mother Thoughtfully, "you Never

I Was Too Busy Fighting The River To Worry About Adjusting My Beliefs In Accordance To Reality.

You Play Games With People's Lives.(...) You Forget That They Are Fragile.

For Adam, Screwed-up Bonding Thing Or Not, I’d Wait Forever. “really?” He Asked In A Tone I’d Never Heard From Him Before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam Didn’t Do Vulnerable. “really What?” I Asked. “despite The Way Our Bond Scares You, Despite The Way Someone In The Pack Played You, You’d Still Have Me?” He'd Been Listening To My Thoughts. This Time It Didn't Bother Me. “adam,” I Told Him, “i’d Walk Barefoot Over Hot Coals For You.

You Should Be Home Sleeping. What Is The Use Of Having A Man In The House, If He Cannot Take Care Of You For A While?” “mmm,” I Said. “i Give Up. What's The Use Of Having A Man In The House?

Things Change Whether You Want Them To, Or Not--unless You Are Dead. Don't Hold So Hard To The Past That You Die With It.