Maybe." I shrug. "But what I meant was, can't you use the makeup to cover it?" Miles rolls his eyes and scowls. "Oh, so I can sport a huge flesh-colored beacon instead? Would you look at this thing? There's no disguising it. It's got it's own DNA! It's casting shadows!

So it's a yes, then?" To blue-corn pancakes or being your girlfriend?

You can't go back, Ever. You can't change the past. It just is." I squint, having no idea what she's talking about. But just as I start to ask,she shakes her head and says, "This is our destiny. Not yours.

Nothing can rival the incredible rush the act of creation brings. Of crafting something you know is destined to be great for all time.

Hating requires caring. In which case, I couldn't possibly hate you.

Sometimes destiny lies just outside of our reach.

Remember when you picked me up like a frisbee and tossed me across you yard?