Began reading Chuck Palahniuk’s Haunted while on vacation, and its every bit as strange as you’d expect- including a character who wears a three carat diamond ring made from the carbonized remains of her ex-husband.
Oh, how imaginative, oh how grotesque, oh how fictional…
Except its not:
Love. Life’s single greatest risk. Life’s single greatest reward. Love captures your heart in a second and holds it for eternity.
You have experienced a love without equal. You have had someone truly special in your life and mere words simply will not do. </em>
Nor pictures, or video, or memories apparently. Nope, you gotta lug around the ex on your finger for all time. This is disgusting. Just have them stuffed, slap ‘em back in the recliner, and get back to watching “Dancing With The Stars”. Life goes on.