Never Under Estimate A Pretty Little Liar.

Fine,' Aria Conceded. 'but *i'll* Carry Her.' She Grabbed The Baby Seeat From The Back. A Smell Of Baby Powder Wafted Up To Greet Her, Bringing A Lump In Her Throat. Her Father Byron, And His Girlfriend, Meredith, Had Just Had A Baby, And She Loved Lola With All Her Heart. If She Looked Too Long At This Baby, She Might Love Her Just As Much.

No One Believes A Liar. Even When She's Telling The Truth.

Go Now. Alone. Or I Make Good On My Promise. -a

I'm Sorry, Okay, I'm Not Perfect, But I'm Trying.

Here You Go, Dear."" The Corners Of Mrs. Colbert's Mouth Curled Up. "you Like Meat, Don't You?" Emily Blinked. Was It Her, Or Did That Statement Seem...loaded? She Checked Issac For His Reaction, But He Was Innocently Selecting A Roll From A Wicker Basket. "uh, Thanks." Emily Said, Pulling The Platter Toward Her. She Did Like Meat. The Kind You, Um, Eat.