Well...can't Be Any More Dangerous

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

When You’ve Been Poor All Your Life, You Never Really Think It Could Be Any Other Way. And Sometimes You’re Even Happy, Because At Least You’ve Got Your Family And Your Health And Your Arms And Legs And A Roof Over Your Head.

For A Small Moment, I Fix My Eyes On His, Telling Him Silently Everything That I'll Never Say To Him Aloud.

So, Tell Me,” He Whispers. “how Fast Did You Climb Those Fourteen Stories?” Thomas Makes A Disapproving Sound In His Throat, But I Break Into A Grin. Storm’s Past. Metias Loves Me Again. “six Minutes,” I Whisper Back To My Brother. “and Forty-four Seconds. How Do You Like That?” “that Must Be Some Sort Of Record. Not That, You Know, You’re Supposed To Do It.

I'm So Tired. I Don't Know If I Can Ever Outrun How I Used To Be.