I know all about you," Char announced after we'd taken a few more steps. "You do? How could you?" "Your cook and our cook meet at the market. She talks about you." He looked sideways at me. "Do you know much about me?
No, I won't marry you. I won't do it. No one can force me.
And so, with laughter and love, we lived happily ever after.
Crying is part of the adventure.
When I write, I make discoveries about my feelings.
I was born singing. Most babies cry, I sang an aria.