I'd Been Broken Beyond Repair.

Silently, I Lifted My Doggy Bowl Off The Floor. Then, With A Quick, Powerful Flip Of My Wrist, I Threw It Into The Back Of Blondie’s Head So Hard That – With An Earsplitting Bang – It Smashed Flat Before It Ricocheted Across The Room And Snapped The Round Top Piece Off The Thick Newel Post At The Foot Of The Stairs.

His Eyes Flashed Open. “is It So Unbearable To Have Me Love You? Is That It?

You Are The Most Beautiful Thing In My World.

Sometimes, Kismet Happens.

That's The Funny Thing About Knowing You Can't Have Something. It Makes You Desperate.