With only one thing in common, they got the fire down below.

She had been born with a face that would let her get away, he saw that face and he lost all control.

It went on yesterday and it's going on tonight, somewhere there's somebody ain't treatin' somebody right.

One victim lives in tragedy, another victim stops to stare, and still another walks on by pretending not to see

I drive a Mustang. A 2005 five-speed GT convertible.

I write probably 80 percent of my stuff over the winter.

If I want to work, I can. If I want to play golf, or ride my motorcycle, I can. But the rest of it is family. Sometimes you're not really needed by your family, but you're there. And my kids like to know I'm there.