I sigh, someone screaming inside me to come out. I swallow and nod, looking down as my eyes turn to hers. I take a deep breath before looking back up at him, "Where you from?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it. — Roald Dahl
