Haven't you guessed by now? I say, my heart hammering. My home is you.

So with my luck, I'll never make it in time to save the boy in the forest because my hair will have snagged on a tree branch a mile back.

I feel like Cinderella sitting in the middle of the road with a pumpkin and a couple of mice, while Prince Charming charges off to rescue some other chick.

Time passes. That's the rule. No matter what happens, no matter how much it might feel like everything in your life has been frozen around one particular moment, time marches on.

Haven't you guessed by now? I say, my heart hammering. My home is you.

So often we only do what we think is expected of us, when we are capable of so much more.

Clara," he says, my name sounding different somehow when it passes through his lips. "I'll miss you.