The Kidnapping, The Kiss. I

Why Couldn't You Let Me Have It? Why Did You Have To Take It? Why Did You Always Take Everything?

I Was Glad When The Invalids Were Executed

In One Of The Tents, Julian Is Sleeping. And In Another: Alex

Hope Keeps You Alive.

As We're Standing There I Realize We're Almost Exactly The Same Height. We Must Look Like The Dark And Light Side Of An Oreo Cookie, And I Think How Just As Easily It Could Have Been The Other Way Around. She Could Be Blocking My Path; I Could Be Trying To Slip Around Her Into The Dark.