Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.

Around us the night creatures have their say. We are surrounded by a symphony of crickets and frogs. Neither of us feels the need to speak, and I suppose that is one of the qualities I find comforting in Kartik. We can be alone together.

Did you hear? You are free." Yessss. Choice. It is a fine thing. And I choose to take you back, Most High.

Taylor clapped for attention. “Miss New Mexico, let’s not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don’t even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.

That's what living in their world is-a big lie. An illusion where everyone looks the other way and pretends that nothing unpleasant exists at all, no goblins of the dark, no ghosts of the soul.

To those who will see, the world waits.

Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.