Don't trust a mirror that only tells you how wonderful you are. It blinds your eyes to the truth.

It may have taken long, but my eyes were finally opened to the truth.

Somehow, even though I couldn't convince myself about it, there just seemed to be something that didn't add up about her. She just didn't fit in at San Bernardino; she didn't look like one who belonged there. The fact that she was curious about what kind of business I was involved in and offered to go with me for the meeting with the stranger only served as further proof.

When she offered to come see me at...