It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.

Vlad blinked, unsure where her question was coming from and, more importantly, where it was going.

It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.

There's nothing you can do, Sirus. No one can do this for me, and no one can swoop in and rescue me every time I'm challenged. I have to do this on my own.

Funny how mishearing things-or not hearing them at all-can really screw things up

Joss's ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.

If you thought eighth grade was tough, try it with fangs and a fear of garlic.