Everything That Happens To You

You Are Home For Me Now." --jem To Tessa

As Metal Rang On Metal, Some Inner Part Of Jem, Some Part That Had Been Lost Without His Even Knowing It Was Lost, Felt The Pleasure Of Fighting Together With Will One Last Time.

Poor You, You Have Two Cute Girls Vying For Your Love. Your Life Is Hard.

They Were Frightening Enough, But Tessa Could Not Help But Feel That If Will Were There, He Would Have Commented That They Looked Like Turnips, And Perhaps Made Up A Song About It.

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