Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.
Some things you don't have to promise. You just do.
He barely knew I existed. I knew some of the same people he knew, but I was a girl in the background, several degrees of seperation removed.
Oh, Will Henry. After all we have been through, how could I send you away now, at our most critical hour? You are indispensable to me.
It's like a cockroach working up a plan to defeat the shoe on its way down to crush it.
I would kill for a cheeseburger. Honestly. If I stumbled across someone eating a cheeseburger, I would kill them for it.