We laughed ourselves silly, taking back our shared past, gently, piece by piece.

Failing sucks. But it's better than the alternative." "Which is?" "Not even trying." Now he did look at me, straight on. "Life's short, you know?

It was like discovering that some part of you wasn't yours at all. And it made me wonder what else I couldn't claim.

Once, I was easy. Now, I was choosy. See? Big difference.

But as i lay there, it only seemes like silence filling my ears. And the thing was, it was so freaking loud.

Still, there was also was something reassuring about working for Commercial, almost hopeful. Like things that were lost could be found again. As we drove away, I always tried to imagine what it would be like to open your door to find something you had given up on.

Hollis " I said "you're messing with me right now aren't you You're in Paris or somewhere and just-" "What " he replied. "No This is the real deal. Here I'll prove it." There was a muffled noise followed by some static. Then I heard my mother recite at a distance in her most droll flat tone "Yes. It is true. Your brother is in love and in my kitchen.