Jace kisses me and I tilt my face up to face him, smiling. Indigo opens a bag of lunchmeat and I smile wider, glad he could make it without messing something up.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I glance at them, unsure who Mistress was talking to, and find the displeasing look on Master's face. Not from me, I realize, but from her ending the kiss.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I awake from my nap on the couch, I hear Rayah and Jace getting all kissy face and then Rayah asks what Jace wants to eat. Then she says that he hasnt been himself.
"That's because your mother is a B*tch" I say from the couch. Sticking my hand up so they could see it, so they didn't think I was a ghost.
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
