Juliet Had It Easy; She Never Had

It Was The Most Convulted, Ridiculous Piece Of Logic I'd Heard In Awhile... It Was Something I Would Have Come Up With.

You Remember Our Talk About Purpose And Meaning?" He Asked Me, The Smile Disappearing. "well, I Think This Might Be Mine. I Think This Is What I Was Meant To Do, Georgina.

Nah. I’m A Consultant, Of Course. Everyone’s Favorite Nondescript Yet Well-paid White-collar Job.

Okay," I Said, Clasping Her Hand. "i Swear It. The Next Time I Do Something Stupid That Might Get Me Killed, You Can Come Along.

Adrian Shook His Head, Still Smiling. "i've Said Over And Over, I'd Do Anything For You. I Just Keep Hoping It'll Be Something Like, 'adrian, Let's Go Hot Tubbing' Or 'adrian, Take Me Out For Fondue.'" "well, Sometimes We Have To--did You Say Fondue?" Sometimes It Was Impossible To Follow Adrian's Train Of Thought. "why In The World Would I Ever Say That?" He Shrugged. "i Like Fondue.