“Hello, my love.”

The rain muffled. The breath in her lungs lessened. Iona’s heartbeat thumped in her ears. Her body tingled with a familiar sensation. Everyone had disappeared. She only saw him. She only sensed him.

“Hello, Thorne,” she shakily breathed.

-Iona And Thorne

When I realize that Jasmine Heroine Crockett is risking her life every day that she goes to work for the people ... I am reinforced in my belief that some day she will be President of the United States. And WHAT a knockout cabinet she'll have.

Hopefully they will finally release the files.

I’m still waiting…