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“Would you like me to pull over and ask that bamboo for directions?” “I don’t know, do you think it will answer?” We peered at the bamboo. “I think it looks suspicious,” Andrea said. “Maybe there is a heffalump hiding in it.” Andrea stared at me. “You know, heffalump? From Pooh Bear?” “Where do you even get this shit?”
Andrea raised her eyebrows. “Look at you, all high-speed.” “Yeah, you’d think I was a detective or something.”
Shapeshifter parenting motto—if your kid slits somebody’s throat, always have a backup plan to make the body disappear.
When unsure of the stranger’s intentions, the best policy is to open a meaningful dialogue. “Hey, dickhead! Who taught you to shoot, Louis Braille? That arrow missed me by a mile.”