"English usage is sometimes more than mere taste, judgment and education—sometimes it's sheer luck, like getting across a street." — E.B. White
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By the time Scarlett was done with her story, she finally realized what she had lost and the guilt gnawed at her heart greatly.
"This is all my fault," She cried out, pulling at her scalp.
"It is no fault of yours," Ben said indifferently.
"He died in my place. I can remember it clearly now. Sam had pushed me out of the way and I hit my head on the pavement. I saw it clearly; the way his body had been tossed in the air like he was some weightless paper by the momentum and then landed with a great thud.
