And So He Was Reading

Like Most Hearts, It Was Complicated, Shaded With Dark And Dappled With Light.

If Memory Serves Me Correctly, And It Doesn't Always, Kate [dicamillo] And I Met In The Fall Of 2001 At The Former Figlio's Restaurant In Minneapolis. We Were Laughing Within A Minute Of Meeting - Always A Good Sign.

That Is Surely The Truth, At Least For Now. But Perhaps You Have Not Noticed: The Truth Is Forever Changing.

There Are Those Hearts, Reader, That Never Mend Again Once They Are Broken. Or If They Do Mend, They Heal Themselves In A Crooked And Lopsided Way, As If Sewn Together By A Careless Craftsman. Such Was The Fate Of Chiaroscuro. His Heart Was Broken. Picking Up The Spoon And Placing It On His Head, Speaking Of Revenge, These Things Helped Him To Put His Heart Together Again. But It Was, Alas, Put Together Wrong.

Rats Have A Sense Of Humor. Rats, In Fact Think The World Is Very Funny. And They Are Right, Dear Reader. They Are Right.