“I was a woman strung together with glitter and wishes. A midnight apparition cast in the coldest winters. I would not be here tomorrow. But tonight I would drink champagne until my veins ran in golden, bubbling streams. I would dance until the ice in my heart melted. Kiss until my lips bruised. And I would live until it hurt.” LivingLiveLiving In The MomentM A KuzniarUpon A Frosted StarDettaOdette LakelySwan LakeApparitionMaking Life Count Author:M. A. Kuzniar