First lesson learned: Knowing doesn't hold a candle to doing.

“I see what's going on," I said. "You're confusing beauty with this society's cu…”

“Then he smiled—a lovely sunbeam of a grin.”

“the door to his room is open.his face amooth in sleep.Lips relaxed,boys lips, i…”

“It seemed that the pleasure of cursing wasn't about volume, but about vehemence.”