The courage to live brings its own rewards.

No matter what, I would never let the people who wanted me to break see how much damage they had inflicted.

Why read fiction when real life can be just as interesting?

Apparently, we're all in the frame," I heard Harry murmur somewhere behind me. And I whirled back to him. Innate, irrational anger surged. Then stopped, dead - as I suddenly took in Handsome, Robert and Doc. They were all staring at me. They were concentrating, all resolute, all a tad furrow-browed… upon my face.Self-consciousness burgeoned. I gingerly fingered my and lips and my chin,"Am I drooling?""Your arse is hanging out," said Harry, not looking up from the forensics he was scanning.And so it was.Handsome, Robert and Doc averted their eyes as I, wishing I'd merely been dribbling, grabbed the back flaps of my breezy hospital gown, fully placed my back against the wall. Then, thinking better of it, dived hurriedly, carefully, back into bed.If Chinese Lady'd been here, she could've, would've, told me.I missed her already.

SWAT? For me?" Still trembling, one hand clung to the ambulance gurney, the other held a massive sterilised cotton wool wad under my nose."Tactical Support was busy. You got Dennis and Arlo," said Harry, speed-reading the papers he'd snatched from inside my jacket.Closest his hands had been to my chest in a long time."Which one broke my nose?""That'd be Dennis.

When you fear nothing, you have nothing to fear

Today is the anniversary of my husband’s death," Maria announced. It was a dramatic statement, but the occasion seemed to demand it. "And I am going to leave.

Honor,” I said with a snort. “Honor has no place in survival.

That's different," Levi smiled at her warmly. "Ypu don't rock that Little Red Riding Hood vibe. You're scary." Reagan grinned like the Big Bad Wolf.

Prophecy of Balance (Year of the Cat)“There must be balance,” Source repeated,“For mankind to flourish on the Earth-Throne he’s seated.”His life is a gift from the gods, they created,And the power to wield choice, but the outcome is weighted.Seeing the harm and chaos humans manifest,Wore heavily upon the goodness within their immortal breast.But the gods disagreed, and two groups they split,Each one possessing their own talent and wit.One side fights for freedom of Man’s soul,But the other wants slavery, and Man to control.So Source cried, “Enough! Now Observers will be sent,To assist with human minds you’ve cleverly bent!”For balance, the pendulum won’t sway too far to one side,And Universal Laws each god must abide.The gods agreed, but did not stop with their plan,To influence mankind as much as they can.