The Choices We Made Today Were Templates

Abe Swept In, Resplendent In A Gray And Yellow Suit That Coordinated Bafflingly Well With Adrian's Paint Job.

He Watched As I Slipped One Of The Shoes On. "you Have A Guardian Angel." "i Don't Believe In Angels," I Told Him. "i Believe In What I Can Do For Myself." Well Then, You Have An Amazing Body." I Glanced Up At Him With A Questioning Look. "for Healing, I Mean. I Heard About The Accident.

I Can Pick A Lock. How Do You Think I Got Into My Parents' Liquor Cabinet In Middle School?

Nah, You Always Look Good. As For Me … Well, It's Hard To Explain. The Auras Are Getting To Me. There's So Much Sorrow Around Here. You Can't Even Begin To Understand. It Radiates From Everyone On A Spiritual Level. It's Overwhelming. It Makes Your Dark Aura Downright Cheerful.

Even When I Was Dizzy With Vodka, That Smile Never Failed To Make My Heart Speed Up.