He stopped and looked back at me "I love you too Pagan. I'll miss you. In every life.

Yes, of course. I was on her like, um... I believe that old woman last week we took after she'd burnt down her house cooking said 'like white on rice.

I smiled and ran my hand through his dark curls. “So, Death, what do we do now?

I think that everyone's life is controlled by a series of events. They choose what they want and if it is in their control they can reach it. Sometimes luck shines on them and sometimes it doesn't. I also think accidents happen and we are placed in situations where we have to do things for those we love that we don't want to do.

No. Don't you do this to us.

And you've got a boy right there who looks at you like he would drink your bathwater if you'd ask him!

No excuses; those were just weak.