Don't worry about what you're writing or whether it's good or even whether it makes sense.

What I meant was, you looked happier in the pictures.

Do the other kids make fun of you? For how you talk?' 'Sometimes.' 'So why don't you do something about it? You could learn to talk differently, you know.' But this is my voice. How would you be able to tell when I was talking?

It's a miracle I was able to get out of the house today. It's a miracle I'm even wearing pants, a double miracle I remembered to wear shoes.

Po flickered. "Thank you?" it repeated. "What is that?" Liesl thought. "It means, You were wonderful," she said. "It means, I couldn't have done it without you.

I am now officially married to Fred Hargrove. Nothing will ever be the same.

Maybe next time, but probably not.