Why Don't You Put Your Ego Down

Why Couldn't She Have This, Just Enjoy This, Without Creating Obstacles, Digging Up Problems, Worrying About Mistakes, About Tomorrow's? Why Let The Maybe's, The What If's, The Probabilities Spoil Something So Lovely?

I Long For Typical Days, But Rarely Get Them Any More.

"do Little Pink Fairies Sing And Dance In Your World, Peabody?" "sometimes, When It's Very Quiet And No One Else Can See."

I'm Sorry. It's Hard For Me. I Do Love You," She Said Quietly. "sometimes It Scares Me Because You're The First. And The Only" He Held Her There Until He Was Sure He Could Speak, Then Eased Her Back, Looked Into Her Eyes "you've Chaged My Life. Become My Life." He Touched His Lips To Hers, Let The Kiss Deepen Slowly, Silkily. "i Need You

Who's With Her?" Roarke Asked, Though He Already Knew. It Was Just Like Her. "with Her? Oh, Ah, Hmmm. Webster." Silence Fell, A Clatter Of Broken Bricks. Peabody Folded Her Hands In Her Pockets And Prepared For The Explosion To Follow. "i See." When Roarke Simply Turned Back To The Screen And Continued, She Didn't Know Whether To Be Relieved Or Scared To Death.