Hope For The Best, Plan For The

Anecdotally His Fitness Reports Rated Him Well Above Average In The Classroom, Excellent In The Field, Fluently Bilingual In English And French, Passable In Spanish, Outstanding On All Man-portable Weaponry, And Beyond Outstanding At Hand-to-hand Combat. Susan Knew What That Last Rating Meant. Like Having A Running Chainsaw Thrown At You

Don't Be Sad That Roses Have Thorns. Be Glad That Thorns Have Roses. Today's The Day I Worried About Yesterday And It Didn't Happen.

My Mother Still Calls Me Jim And That Is About It. Everyone Else Calls Me Lee. My Wife Calls Me Whatever.

What Do I Miss About The Uk? Sadly, Almost Nothing. Maybe The Midnight Sun, In June In The North. That's All.

The Way To Write A Thriller Is To Ask A Question At The Beginning, And Answer It At The End.