We all remember the bed time stories of our childhood. The shoe fit Khindezila, a Hutt was turned into a Jedi, Clones were awakened with a kiss. Once upon a time and then they lived happily ever after. Childish fantasies. The stuff of dreams. the problem is, these fantasies don't come true. It's the other stories. The ones that start in dark and stormy nights and end in the unspeakable. The nightmares always seem to become the reality.

It happens. People make mistakes. They ... lie ... they hide it.....they lie to those they claim to love the most but, if you ask me, it's the part that comes after that matters. The part where you make it right. And I think we're off to a good re-start. Reality can be much more interesting than living happily ever after.