You'd Be Naive If You

I Hated Myself For Needing Him At Such Times, For Craving His Strength Whenever I Felt Upset.

Whitney Smacked Coop's Snout While Simultaneously Pressing Herself Deeper Into The Couch. Coop Fixed Her With An Unblinking Ice-blue Stare, Gray-brown Fur Bristling Along His Spine. "tory!" Whitney Squealed. "he's Going To Attack!" "maybe." I Walked Into The Kitchen And Snagged A Diet Coke From The Fridge. "try To Protect Your Throat.

Channel Your Outrage ... Do That Which You Are Able To Do.

Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

My Line Of Work Makes You Aware Of The Fragility Of Life. You Can Get Up In The Morning, Eat Your Cornflakes, Blow-dry Your Hair, Go To Work And End Up Dead.