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"Happy birthday, baby."

Blue Dahlia

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FALL INTO THE STORY of GRIFFIN ENTRANCE

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"A griffin."

"Good eye."

"Symbol of strength—and vigilance."

She turned her head, cocked it so that she could see his face. 

"You know the

oddest things, Jack. But yeah, that's why I chose it."

Captive Star

What happens to your body when you cry?

“I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“I cry easily. You should see me after a greeting-card commercial on TV.”

All I want for Christmas

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By Rob from Sydney, Australia - Tears, CC BY 2.0, 

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Whether triggered by sad movies or happy reunions, 

stubbed toes or allergies, 

crying seems to serve many purposes.

MNN

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He brushed the hair back from her face. "You've got a right to break

down. I don't know anyone else who'd have made it this far without a blowout.

But don't cry anymore, M.J. It rips me up."

"I hate to cry." She sniffled, knuckled tears away.

"I'm glad to hear it."

Captive Star

"Call me late to dinner. Just leave my name alone."

He nodded in agreement. "Do I call you Kathleen?"

"I certainly hope not." She grinned. "No one else does."

It took him a moment to understand. "Kasey, then."

Tonight and Always

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By Rod Waddington from Kergunyah, Australia - 
Write Your Name, Ethiopia, 
CC BY-SA 2.0, 
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As far as the “you can call me anything you want,” portion of that joke, I can definitely relate. My name — which seems pretty straightforward to me — is apparently a booger to remember, pronounce or get right half the time. You might never call me late to dinner, but one of every 20 people are going to call me “John.”

Clarion Ledger

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"It stands for Magdalen Juliette."

A cough of laughter escaped him. It was the last thing he'd expected. "You're kidding."

"It stands for Magdalen Juliette," she repeated between clenched teeth. 
"And the only people who know that are my family, Bailey and Grace. 
In other words, only people I love and trust, which now includes you."

"Magdalen Juliette," he repeated, rolling it around on his tongue. 
"Quite a handle, sugar."

"It's M.J. Legally M.J., because that's what I wanted. 
And if you ever call me any form of Magdalen Juliette other than M.J.,
 I will personally and with great pleasure skin you alive."

Captive Star

On Valentine's - "See beneath your beautiful"

He walked over, sat beside her, took her hand. "I've never told anyone I loved them before," he began. 
"I never loved anyone. Not a woman, not family, not a friend." 
"Jack." Swamped with emotion, she brushed the hair from his brow. 
"You just never had a chance to." 

Captive Star 

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What had she expected? she asked herself. 

No man would be comfortable around a woman after hearing a story like the one she'd told him. And why in God's name had she dumped out her past that way? 

How could she have trusted him with pieces of herself that she'd never given anyone before? 

Even Boyd, the person she considered her closest friend, knew only about the foster homes. As for the rest, she'd buried it-until last night. She didn't doubt that her tie to Liz had unlocked the door and let the nightmare back in. 

But she should have been able to handle it, to hold back, to safeguard her privacy.

The fact that she hadn't could mean only one thing.

Indulging in a sigh, Althea pushed herself up and rested her brow on her knees. She was in love with Colt. 

Ridiculous as it was, she had to face the truth. And, just as she'd always suspected, love made you stupid, vulnerable and unhappy. There ought to be a pill, she mused. A serum she could take. Like an antidote for snakebite. 

The sound of footsteps had her whipping her head up. 

Her eyes widened when Colt came to the doorway carrying a tray. 

He had a split second to read her reaction before she closed it off. She'd thought he'd taken a hike, he realized grimly. 

He was going to have to show the lady that he was sticking, no matter how hard she tried to shake him off. 

Nightshade