She felt conflicting emotions; her heart caught between elation and guilt."How is it that I should come to know such happiness? Surely, I must be drea...ing."As if to dispute her silent doubt, Erik placed his arms about her waist and drew her into a warm embrace."I shall never tire of holding you thusly, my dear. Never did I imagine I would find love and be loved in return.¹ You make me feel like spouting poetry and sonnets. I feel capricious and lighthearted. These are feelings I never expected. ”“Well, WE scare people.” “Those people are just scaredy-cats,” said Dora. She went into the apartment on the twelfth floor with the doll collection and twisted all the dolls heads backwards, so it looked like they had broken necks. “None of this stuff is really scary. What’s really scary is maniacs with knifes and escaped mental patients and guys hiding in your house and your car, or that movie Mom wouldn’t let us watch with the guy with the knife and the white mask and the babysitter. Not. My parents and my sister and I. Me and my s*s made friends with all the k**s on the block, oh yeah and my s*s was two years younger than me. Well, anyways, our best friends on this neighborhood was two k**sdown the street, a brother and sisterr named Tushar and Groovi. Groovi was my sister's age, two years younger than me, and Tushar was even younger, and he was kind of annoying. So me and my s*s always hung out with Groovi. She was cool, and her and my s*s were tight, like real best friends,. I had moved my gun safe, and the stash there the year before. I also had room for some other things. For instance I had my collection of old case files. I had no desire to look through them at the moment, but who knows I might write a book one day. This journal will be good practice for that, I thought.Since I collected two grand in cash on Thursday, I had it over night at the house. It didn’t concern me, but it was something I needed to think about. I was glad to be shed of most of it Friday.