I didn’t sleep that night. Every so often I jolted awake to noises outside or Smith mumbling in his sleep. At some point I gave up trying and decided to stay on guard — I was afraid the thief...

so often you are in my thoughtstouch the softness withinand realize you are lovedif we never touch in the fleshunderstand you are a part of my soulthe living and breathing partto know an angel, is to know youdon't get...