He told himself that was crazy, absolutely nutzoid, but maybe the nuttiest thing of all was that he didn’t really think it was.
But maybe something made him drop it. Something that knew I’d come along after that car hit him and threw him and broke his head on the bricks, something that knew I’d find it and remember him.
He told himself that was crazy, absolutely nutzoid, but maybe the nuttiest thing of all was that he didn’t really think it was. Perhaps it would sound nutty if spoken aloud, but inside his head, it seemed perfectly logical.
