Joyland

by Stephen King

When it comes to the past, everyone writes fiction.

Also…” Tina lowered her voice. “Pot-smoking.” “Gosh,” I said, “not that!”

“I can’t understand why people use religion to hurt each other when there’s already so much pain in the world,”

All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few.