I kept so quiet.

The profile tells the whole story though you only get half the picture.

She says, “Miss me, miss me.” He sticks his tongue out and says, “Blech, I’m never gonna kiss you.”

Her dead granfather sat in the shadows last night and said, “Oh amore, non danno ancora.”

All while the raccoon stole tiny purple blooms from her front flower bed at an ungodly hour.