There's Nothing Like A Little Gideon Therapy

You're An Addiction...my Obsession.

The World Would Be A Very Sad Place If Readers Could Only Love One Story.

I Realized We'd Pulled Into A Parking Garage. We Drove Around Two Levels, Pulled Into A Spot, Then Immediately Pulled Out Again. Along With Four Other Black Bentley Suvs. "what's Going On?" I Asked, As We Headed Back Toward The Exit With Two Bentleys In Front Of Us And Two Behind Us. "shell Game," He Said.

There Wasn't A Second That Passed When You Weren't On My Mind. You Own Me, Eva. Wherever I Am, Whatever I'm Doing, I Belong To You.

One Day At A Time. You Rise, You Eat, You Bathe, And You Talk To The Few People You Can Tolerate While Feeling So Wretched. Over Time, It Hurts A Little Less. Then A Little Less. And So On...until One Morning, You Will Awake And Realize The Pain Is Only A Memory. It Will Always Be With You, But It Will Eventually Lack The Power To Cripple You.