He loved her, free parts and labor. But she broke down and died.
I've always had an active imagination.
I get weary of reading about rebirths because we're all growing all the time and it diminishes the life you've lived if you say 'I'm a new person.
Somehow credibility comes into play if you do things that are too familiar.
I want to work and be happy.
For the most part, people use God as Santa Claus.