I Realized That I Was

I Hate Witches. Humans Had The Right Idea, Burning Them At The Stake.

Fiction Just Makes It All More Interesting. Truth Is So Boring.

We Might Be On The Same Page, But I Wasn't Happy About Reading It.

If This Were The Fifties, She’d Be Checking Sam’s Collars For Lipstick Stains. (did People Do That Anymore? Why Did Women Kiss Collars, Anyway? Besides, Sam Almost Always Wore T-shirts.)

Softie Was Not A Word You Could Use In The Same Sentence As Eric.