1555.

Poor poor Alice.

1554.

When does a fictional character take a life of her own and start writing the story on her own terms?

1553.

To the old: unguard your hearts!

1552.

To the young: guard your hearts!

1551.

All of her adult life, her dreams were set in the past. Until, suddenly.

1550.

She had even started dreaming in the present tense, which was incredibly odd.

1549.

Perhaps.

1548.

Perhaps she had never adored anyone this much in her life.

1547.

Perhaps she had never been this adored in her life.

1546.

Across the table, she watched her looking at her postcards. She looked most adorable.

1545.

She didn't know why, but thinking about technology calmed her.

1544.

Like a honeymoon.

1543.

How odd that the next hymn they should sing should start with these words: How can we name a Love that wakens heart and mind, indwelling all we know or think or do or seek or find?

1542.

Is that which is unspoken more real?