But Mike Was Like A

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.

But Mike Was Like A Bjork Song-all Happy And Giddy And Fun On The Surface, But Bubbling With Turmoil And Pain Underneath.

That Was The Thing About Guys, Though: Sometimes, They Had The Emotional Depth Of A Flea.

I Suppose I Could Let Bygones Be Bygones, Forgive And Forget, Yadda Yadda. But Where's The Fun In That? These Pretty Little Bitches Got Everything I Ever Wanted, And Now I'm Going To Make Sure They Get Exactly What They Deserve. Does That Make Me Sound Awful? Sorry, But As Every Pretty Little Liar Knows, Sometimes The Truth's Ugly-and It Always Hurts. I'll Be Watching.... Mwah! -a

Life Is Hard Already. Why Make It Harder?