Morgan Burns

“You mean Christine?” He looked around him, smiling that puzzled smile that she could find either lovely and lovable or horridly hateful—sometimes both at once.”
― Stephen King, Christine

“So you just went into my room and hunted around until you found my bankbook?” Arnie said. His gray eyes were hard with anger. “Maybe you were hunting for pot, too. Or girlie books. Or maybe come-stains on the sheets.”
― Stephen King, Christine

“Michael had formed an opinion of Christine on the ride out to the airport. He was impressed with the job of restoration Arnie had done, but he disliked the car itself—disliked it intensely. He supposed it was ridiculous to hold such feelings about an inanimate object, but the dislike was there all the same, big and unmistakable, like a lump in the throat.”
― Stephen King, Christine

“Now the initials stood out fresh and clear again. They had been renewed.”
― Stephen King, Christine