She crawled on top of him, naked and warm and soft, smelling like a miracle that had saved him from a lifetime of aloneness.

She was on the far side, leaving two cold feet of mattress between them. He knew that she'd fall asleep like that... and then gradually move over until she was plastered against him. Then he could go to sleep, too.

His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.

It Wasn't Hard To Follow The Scent Of Blood To The Living Room Where The Fae Had Been Killed. It Had Been A Violent Death, Perfect For Creating Ghosts.

Maybe I should go back to teaching school about crazy people instead of being one. (Jim Alvin)

You'd tell the world what your best friend wore to sleep if you thought it made a good enough story.

Are you done yet?' Issac called Charles tilted his head back and called back, 'I suppose that's why they call you the five minute wonder.' Anna could feel her eyes round and her mouth drop open 'I cant believe you just said that' She paused and reconsidered. 'I am so telling Samuel you said that.' Charles smiled. kissed her gently, and said 'Samuel won't believe you.