All You Could Do Was Take On

She Knew I Could Tell With One Glance, One Look, One Simple Instant. It Was Her Eyes. Despite The Thick Makeup, They Were Still Dark-rimmed., Haunted, And Sad. Most Of All Though, They Were Familiar. The Fact That We Were In Front Of Hundreds Of Strangers Changed Nothing At All. I'd Spent A Summer With Those Same Eyes-scared, Lost, Confused-staring Back At Me. I Would Have Known Them Anywhere.

You're Not A Sucker. You're Just Nice. You Give People The Benefit Of The Doubt.

But There Was Something I Liked About The Idea Of Those Seeds Buried So Deep Having At Least A Chance To Emerge

If You Were Dead," Owen Told Her, "you'd Have Bigger Problems Than What You Were Wearing.

Sometimes Love Can Be An Ugly Thing.