The emotion she could deal with best was anger.
Life is full of grief, to exactly the degree we allow ourselves to love other people.
So the I.F. is spying on Earth." "Just as a mother spies on her children at play in the yard." "Good to know you're looking out for us, Mummy.
Mine mine mine. That was the curse and power of human beings—that what they saw and loved they had to have. They could share it with other people but only if they conceived of those people as being somehow their own. What we own is ours. What you o...
How much time? Not as much as I had yesterday.
