They Say Everyone Needs Something To Love.

Time Had A Way Of Moulding People Into Shapes They Themselves No Longer Recognised.

That, My Dear, Is What Makes A Character Interesting, Their Secrets.

Will History Remember Us, I Wonder? I Do Hope So - To Imagine That One Might Do Something, Touch An Event Somehow, & Thereby Transcend The Bounds Of A Single Human Lifetime!

She's One Of The Few People Able To Look Beyond The Lines On My Face To See The Twenty-year-old Who Lives Inside.

But Everyone's An Expert With The Virtue Of Hindsight . . . .