I Don't Think Of Myself As A

Don’t Be Afraid.” “i Hear Voices,” Iggy Said. “be Very Afraid.

And Then As Always, I Saw The Prayer Coming At Me. And, As Always, Number 1 Killed Me! Set Me On Fire, Cooked Me To Medium Rare And Then Ate Me! I Really, Really, Really Hope I Haven't Just Given Away The Ending Of This Story.

Pain Fades,” I Said Slowly. “but Being A Nutcase Seems To Stick Around. Guess Who Got The Better Deal Here?” The Last Thing I Remember Is Mr. Chu’s Face Blazing With Fury.

Sundown Had Bloodied The Horizon Over The Uneven Rooftops Of South Boston. Birds Were Perched On Every Roof And Seemed To Be Watching The Girl Walking Slowly Below. - Cradle And All

I Stared At Her In Amazement. "how Do You Even Live With Yourself?"..."you're Willing To Sell Children To A Foreign Government So They Can Be Used As Weapons, Possibly Against Other Americans. I Don't Get It. Were You Hiding Behind A Door On Morals And Ethics Day?...you Couldn't Mother Someone If They Shot Five Gallons Of Estrogen Into Your Veins.