It's the way you look whenever she mentions her fiance. My cat looks like that before he hacks up a hairball.

The preface? Why would he waste time with the preface? Skip the preface and move on to the meat of the thing!

But chance runs like a river through all our lives, and being prepared for surprise is the best we can do.

I prefer the word aviatrix. It has more zing to it." "It's very zingy," I agreed.

Honestly," she sighed, "I don't know what kind of life we'll have together, with me always flying off in one direction and you in the other." I smiled. "It's a good thing the world's round," I said.

It was as though, in one moment, he had become a stranger. And I a stranger to myself.

I raised my hands, trying to shush her. "Don't shush me," she said, eyes blazing. "I hate being shushed.