"what's Going On?" He Asked, Looking From

I Have It On Good Authority That Victor's Going To Have Car Trouble. Also That Robert Really Likes Cheerios, So If You Want Some, You're Out Of Luck. He Doesn't Seem Like The Sharing Type.

No. . .i Mean, I'm Sorry He. . .you Know, Said Those Things To You." "it's Part Of Being A 'good' Family. Everyone's Got Skeletons In Their Closet.

The Love We'd Shared Always Burned Within Me, No Matter How Often I Told Myself To Move On, No Matter How Much The World Did Think I'd Moved On.

Donʹt Worry Now About What You Canʹt Change. Rest When You Can So Youʹll Be Ready For Tomorrowʹs Battles

Then, As One Hand Tightened On Me And His Other Ran Gently Over My Hair, I Noticed Something. He Didn't Smell Right.