I whisper like the sea in the horse's ear.

It's like how on certain days some people wear sweaters when other people can wear t-shirts and still feel comfortable - different reactions to the same temperature.

He left Chainsaw behind, much to her irritation. Ronan didn't want her to learn any bad language.

Delia was an overbearing cake with condescending frosting, and frankly, I was on a diet.

There was no sun; there was no light. I was dying. I couldn't remember what the sky looked like. But I didn't die. I was lost to a sea of cold, and then I was reborn into a world of warmth.

Dying's a boring side effect.

I am standing here in the shed, and I'm waiting to see if my seeds are going to poke out ofthe dirt. I don't know if it's too early to look for signs of life or if, this time, winter has claimed my family for good.