And then they kiss. Slowly, gently. Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.
Dreams happen in the strangest places. Watch for them.
Maybe you don't have to remember something for it to be true. For it to exist.
You're asking for trouble, Hannagan," he growls. "And you would be....?" Janie asks. She giggles. "Trouble.
Feels like I'm in a play and I don't know all my lines.
Janie blinks and leans against the wall, just in case. But it's no one's dream. It's just the end of some things. And the beginning of others.