I see Jace pass out and I catch him, setting his head on my lap. Zoey watches and chuckles. I glance up at her and she looks away, still trying not to laugh.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I hope I’m poetic and interesting and insightful and inspiring and fun and entertaining and all of those wonderful, beautiful things — creeperfeverdreams