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Weirdly, An Image Of Adrian’s Love Painting Came Back To Me. I Thought Of The Jagged Red Streak, Slashing Through The Blackness, Ripping It Apart. Staring At Jill And Her Inconsolable Pain, I Suddenly Understood His Art A Little Bit Better.

Yeah? Can You Draw A Skeleton Riding A Motorcycle With Flames Coming Out Of It? And I Want A Pirate Hat On The Skeleton. And A Parrot On His Shoulder. A Skeleton Parrot. Or Maybe A Ninja Skeleton Parrot? No, That Would Be Overkill. But It'd Be Cool If The Biker Skeleton Could Be Shooting Some Ninja Throwing Stars. That Are On Fire.

I Just Rely On Natural Talent," Said Adrian, Strolling Up To The Start Of The Dragon's Lair. "when You Have Such A Wealth Of It To Draw From, The Danger Comes From Having Too Much.

I Wanted To Bring Lissa Back, And I Wanted To Return To Adrian's Arms Again, Return To His Lips And All This Life... "hathaway! Good God, Do I Have To Hose You Down?

"i'm Sure It Is," She Replied. Her Expression Turned Fierce, Making Her Look Far Different From The Scattered Teacher I Knew. "but Listen To Me When I Say This. You Are Exceptional, Talented, And Brilliant Young Woman. Do Not Ever Let Anyone Make You Feel Like You're Less. Do Not Ever Let Anyone Make You Feel Invisible. Do Not Let Anyone - Not Even A Teacher Who Constantly Sends You For Coffee - Push You Around." She Put Her Glasses Back On And Began Randomly Lifting Up Pieces Of Papers. At Last, She Found A Pen And Grinned Triumphantly. "now, Then. What Is Your Brother's Name?"