Evie Wanted To Cry. From

Without Further Warning, The Sky Opens Up And Cries.

Oh, I Didn't Think It Wise To Hide It. Might Not Be Able To Find It Again," I Say, Cheerily. "it's Sitting In Plain View On Your Chair In The Great Hall. I Do Hope That Was The Best Place For It.

Truth Casts A Spell Of Its Own.

You Couldn't Be Perfect Enough To Keep The World From Betraying You.

If This Were A Movie, I Would Bust A Secret Move So Fierce The Entire Place Would Be Razed To The Ground. I'd Finish With Something Snappy Like "and Don't Forget My Soda, Punk" While I Strolled Off Into The Night.