“I went on the road because of Jack Kerouac,” Clifton said, leaning forward and placing his elbows on the counter and supporting his chin with his hands. “Who?” Henry said. “He was a writer back in the fifties that wrote about taking a road trip with a friend. He went everywhere and had all kinds of adventures. He typed his novel on a big roll of paper and wrote it quick and didn’t use as much punctuation as you might, and he had a lot of on purpose run-on sentences.” “I always got a C– on account of run on sentences,” Henry said. “It’s called artistic license,” Jane said.
