"I was a dashing and dapper desperado in them days," Ron mused as the rest of the gang rolled their eyes in anticipation of another of his long-winded stories.

As he got older, the days got longer, his steps feebler, his belly larger.

Harry had wanted to go out in a blaze of glory but instead died playing shuffle board in a Florida retirement community.

Lucy threw her mother's diary into the fire after reading only the first page, wanting to spare her family, and herself, the vitriol within.

We knew not if it was the wind or the wolves that howled that night.

Through the wind-whipped snow he saw her coming, a halo of light surrounding her.

Rhonda went ahead and recycled her resolutions from last year since she hadn't actually accomplished any of them.