All right, Chris, you've given me a breather. I'm prepared for anything. And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you haven't gone unloved, or admired, yourself." I kissed him quickly on the lips, and told him to go on, to hit me with his knockout blow." Really, Chris, I know you must have something perfectly awful to tellers out with it. Keep holding me as you tell me, and I can stand anything you have to say.

Flowers in the Attic