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Tim’s mind conjured a weird image: the last few sips at the bottom of a Slurpee cup, the color all sucked out, only the tasteless ice crystals left.
Been there done that
The moon hung in its western altar like the last melancholy guest at a dinner party, who was too lonely to leave.
They did all the things they told kids not to do: cheated and stole and lied, nursed grudges and failed to turn the other cheek, fought like weasels, and worst of all they tried to worm out of their sins—they passed the buck, refused to take responsibility.
“Yeah? Your mother’s so dumb she stares at an orange juice carton all day because it says: concentrate.”
The hopelessness in his voice sent a volley of cold nails into Max’s chest.
His dearest wish was to be home, safe in bed, with his mother humming downstairs as she cooked: meatballs, sausage and peppers, or even lobster, which he thought of as sea bugs and totally loathed.
Seeing a character wanting or asking for their mommy when things get rough always terrifies me
Testimony given by the lone survivor of the Falstaff Island tragedy seems to justify this hypothesis.
So there’s a survivor….
Missing is like a book with the last few pages torn out or a movie missing the final reel. Missing means you’ll never really know how it ends.”
But whatever Shelley had given him next—tough and rubbery on the exterior, bursting with warm softness within—now that made him feel great.
Super worm?
I guess when we die, we’ll know who was right about everything.”
The dividing line between genius and insanity is very thin and quite permeable—which is why so many geniuses descend into madness.”
That’s what’s different about kids: they believe everything can happen, and fully expect it to.
It must be the hardest thing in the world, caring for someone.
“I am very . . .”
Adults could be just as stupid as kids.
