Her Name Is Wanda, Not It. You

I Miss You Already I Don’t Need To Leave. I Can Stay. . . . Mmmm.

I Think Being A Teenager Is Such A Compelling Time Period In Your Life--it Gives You Some Of Your Worst Scars And Some Of Your Most Exhilarating Moments. It's A Fascinating Place; Old Enough To Feel Truly Adult, Old Enough To Make Decisions That Affect The Rest Of Your Life, Old Enough To Fall In Love, Yet, At The Same Time Too Young (in Most Cases) To Be Free To Make A Lot Of Those Decisions Without Someone Else's Approval.

The Irresponsible Mother Helped Explain Bella's Maturity. She'd Had To Grow Up Early, To Become The Caretaker. That's Why She Didn't Like Being Cared For- She Felt It Was Her Job.

Some Of The Memories Were Not Clear - -dim Human Memories, Seen Through Weak Eyes And Heard Through Weak Ears: The First Time I'd Seen His Face... The Way It Felt When He'd Held Me In The Meadow... The Sound Of His Voice Through The Darkness Of My Faltering Consciousness When He'd Save Me From James... His Face As He Waited Under A Canopy Of Flowers To Marry Me... Every Precious Moment On The Island... His Cold Hands Touching Our Baby Through My Skin.

Sometimes, Loyalty Gets In The Way Of What You Want To Do. Sometimes, It’s Not Your Secret To Tell.