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[...] Tess And I Are A Good Match. She Understands Intimately Where I Came From. She Can Cheer Me Up On My Darkest Days. It's As If She Came Perfectly Happy Home Instead Of What Kaede Just Told Me. I Feel A Relaxing Warmth At The Thought, Realizing Suddenly How Much I'm Anticipating Meeting Up With Tess Again. Where She Goes, I Go, And Vice Versa. Peas In A Pod. Then There's June. Even The Thought Of Her Name Makes It Hard For Me To Breathe. I'm Almost Embarrassed By My Reaction. Are June And I A Good Match? No. It's The First Word To Pop Into My Mind. And Yet, Still.

Boys Are Different From Girls, But Boys Are Also Different From Other Boys, Just As Girls Are Different From Other Girls. Calling A Book “for Boys” Or “for Girls” Is Well-meaning, But To Me, Not Terribly Helpful.

I Hope,” He Replies Softly, “to Get To Know You Again. If You Are Open To It. There Is A Fog Around You That I Would Like To Clear Away.

I'd Once Been Fascinated By His Legend - All The Stories I'd Heard Before I Met Him. Now I Can Feel That Same Sense Of Fascination Returning. I Picture His Face, So Beautiful Even After Pain And Torture And Grief, His Blue Eyes Bright And Sincere. I'm Ashamed To Admit That I Enjoyed My Brief Time With Him In His Prison Cell. His Voice Can Make Me Forget About All The Details Running Through My Mind, Bringing With It Emotions Of Desire, Or Fear Instead, Sometimes Even Anger, But Always Triggering Something. Something That Wasn't There Before.

Each Day Means A New Twenty-four Hours. Each Day Means Everything's Possible Again. You Live In The Moment, You Die In The Moment, You Take It All One Day At A Time. -day