End of Watch (Bill Hodges Trilogy, #3)

by Stephen King

The seeds sown in childhood put down deep roots.

I’m terrified of the future, where I see everything that I am or ever was first submerged, then erased. If the pain itself doesn’t do it, the heavier drugs they give me to stifle it will.

Wet my pants, he thinks. Wet my pants just like a baby.

Because things can get better, and if you give them a chance, they usually do.