We All Look. The Lucky

Laying A Hand On His Heart, She Timed Its Beats To Her Own. And Knew The Truest Magic Was There.

Be Yourself. Be True To That, To Your Heart. Patience. See What Happens If You Step Back Instead Of Bounding Forward.

There Was Nothing Like A Saturday - Unless It Was The Saturday Leading Up To The Last Week Of School And Into Summer Vacation. That Of Course Was All The Saturdays Of Your Life Rolled Into One Big Shiny Ball.

I Don't Think You Can Write - At Least Not Well - If You Don't Love Stories, Love The Written Word.

You All Right?" Diana Let Out A Deep Breath. "ask Me Again When I'm Not Praying.