“My gosh, if you’re going away, we got a million things to talk about! All the things we would’ve talked about next month, the month after! Praying mantises, zeppelins, acrobats, sword swallowers! Go on like you was back there, grasshoppers spitting tobacco!” “Funny thing is I don’t feel like talking about grasshoppers.” “You always did!” “Sure.” John looked steadily at the town. “But I guess this just ain’t the time.”
