I wake a little while later, just in time for lunch. Yawning, I open my eyes and find Katie watching clouds. I flash a smile and kiss her forehead again in greeting.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
The thing about plummeting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late. — Rick Riordan, The Son of Neptune