Oh God. She Probably Thinks

Why Not The Bahamas? Or The Corn Palace?

Okay, God, I Thought. Get Me Out Of This And I’ll Stop My Half-assed Church-going Ways. You Got Me Past A Pack Of Strigoi Tonight. I Mean, Trapping That One Between The Doors Really Shouldn't Have Worked, So Clearly You're On Board. Let Me Get Out Of Here, And I’ll...i Don’t Know. Donate Adrian’s Money To The Poor. Get Baptized. Join A Convent. Well, No. Not That Last One.

Oh God. Why, Oh Why, Did I Have To Be The One To Deliver This News? Why Couldn’t I Be Locked Away In My Room Or The Library Doing Something Enjoyable, Like Homework?

Different Time, Different Place,” I Said. “things Can Change. People Can Change.

Isn’t It Obvious, Sage? No, Of Course It Isn’t. I Did It So I’d Have A Reason To Be Around You — One I Knew You Couldn’t Refuse.