You Must Do What You Want.

I Didn't Set Fire To The Building." "no, But You Did Pull It Into The River." "that Put The Fire Out!

Your Temperature's Normal, Though I'd Say It's The Only Thing About You That Is.

My Father Was Aloof, Very Strange And Very Distant.

My Perfect Reader Doesn't Just Read - He Or She Devours Books.

Alex Decided He’d Had Enough. He Put Down His Knife. “all Right,” He Said. “you’ve Made It Pretty Clear That You Don’t Want To Work With Me. Well, That’s Fine. Because I Don’t Want To Work With You Either. And For What It’s Worth, Nobody Would Ever Believe You Were My Mom Because No Mom Would Ever Behave Like You.” “alex…,” Carver Began. “forget It! I’m Going Back To London. And If You’re Mr. Byrne Asks Why, You Can Tell Him I Didn’t Like The Jelly, So I Went Home To Get Some Jam.