It Was Two Weeks Before Christmas. A

I'd Killed Him In The End, But Revenge Only Makes Things All Better In The Movies. In Real Life, Once The Villain Is Dead The Trauma Lives On Inside The Victims.

Giving Up Something That No Longer Serves A Purpose, Or Protects You, Or Helps You, Isn’t Giving Up At All, It’s Growing Up.

My Right Hand Was Sort Of Casually Near My Gun, Without Looking Like I Was Reaching For My Gun. It Wasn't Easy. Reaching For A Gun Usually Looks Like Reaching For A Gun. No One Seemed To Notice Though. Goody For Our Side.

I Love Animals, Always Have, And It Seemed Natural To Help The Aspca. Animals Have No Voice Of Their Own, So We Have To Be That Voice

I Don't Have A Master. I'm Not Sure If I Have An Equal.