The world had moved on and all that was over, done before fairly begun.
It was not fair, it was not fair, it was not fair. So cried his child's heart, and then his child's heart died a little. For that is also the way of the world.
Whatever came to mind, whatever came to hand, I would read.
Fiction is the truth inside the lie.
Youโd be surprised what a person can live with,โ Dan said.
Has it ever occurred to you that parents are nothing but overgrown kids until their children drag them into adulthood? Usually kicking and screaming?