What if the beauty around us is meant as a reminder for the many gifts we have been given and our need to give thanks to them?
Before I could cry or scream I whirled around and stalked to my bedroom,slamming the door behind me. I hope they all drown. "Zoey your mother and I need to speak with you." Great. Clearly they didn't drown.
You need to check out his body using your super Spidey Otherworld senses.
I don't need a guarantee if I have you.