I really should be reading my Bible, but I'd rather do this for now. Dinner in three minutes...what shall I have? Maybe pizza? Maybe salad? I don't know. I love to hear the bells ring on the hour. You see, I go to a Catholic university, so the bell tower rings the hours and the Angelus and for mass. There are always bells ringing, and I think they're beautiful.
That story is the kind of love I want. At first I thought that having Luke die would be too negative, but it shows how deeply they love each other. Life doesn't always end happily ever after, and neither should fiction. :P