"Why can't you ever have me?" I don't know, because you knew that I liked you, but you never acted on it, I was your game, nothing that you could take...seriously."Something struck her, and struck her hard. Her eyes started welling up. After a few tears speckled my face, she put her head down into my sheets beside my ear."I'm sorry," she mumbled, "I didn't know."Her crying was very conflicting. I had always wanted to be there for her and comfort her tears, but now, she was crying because of me; I. *** Brent When Holly opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was me. I knew she didn’t know where she was because she refused to come here. ‘We’re in my office.’ I simply stated. ‘It really happened, didn’t it?’ Tears ran from her eyes. ‘Ah, Holly, honey, don’t cry please. It does things to my insides when you do that.’ I gathered her up in my arms and held her close to my chest. ‘I can’t help it. She’s the closest thing I have to family and now I might never see her again,’ Holly cried even. "Okay, I believe you--you can talk. Speck-O UltraMarine Blue is a truly wonderful paint. Just stop this thing before my neighbours see it!"Marigold's entreaty was edged with panic. The doghouse paused before replying."Oops, I'm sorry. I can't. Even Speck-O UltraMarine Blue has its limitations. Apparently one of them is reversing the effects of the Bermuda Triangle. The lung--yes, I could take it back. Not the Triangle though."The glowing shape now filled the entire subdivision, a wholesome,. Due to the problems she had to face after her father's death she had hardly managed to finish high school. Partly because of those bad memories, she was not very interested in continuing her education, though both Lindsay and I patiently tried to convince her otherwise. Her lack of interest in developing herself irritated Lindsay even more than me."But what do you intend to do then?" I asked."I want to be the best possible mother to my future children!" Melissa averred.That was her pain point:.