J.C.

“He told me he's seeing someone. When this prompted no response, he added: Apparently she's thirty-six. She's separated from her husband

From the living room, a cackle of laughter. And her voice saying: You never told me your brother was such a legend.”
― Sally Rooney, Intermezzo

“Some of us seem to imagine the more respectable a person is, the more reason to attack him”
― Philip K. Dick, The Man Who Japed

“Boys like you are the boys I live to destroy

from "The Rental Car Guy" by Charlotte Cross”
― Asa Akira, Asarotica

“Jack, you can't go to school, you promised Francis you'd be on his bag tomorrow [for the 1913 US Open] Eddie whispered harshly.
'I know I did -'
'You can't do that to him, he's counting on you.'
'They caught me fair and square, Eddie, what am I supposed to do?'
'You're supposed to live up to your promises.'
'I can't do it, Eddie,' said Jack. 'Francis'll catch on with somebody else, you'll see. He'll be all right.'

Eddie remained unconvinced, but nothing he said could change Jack's mind. Before he went to bed, Eddie changed the bandage on his foot; there was a fair amount of blood soaked into it. He examined the wound and decided it would stand up to what he was about to put it through. It would have to. As he lay there restlessly trying to sleep that night, Eddie Lowery, tough and tenacious beyond his size and years [10 years old], had already made up his mind that it didn't matter what his brother decided to do.

Both Lowery brothers weren't going to let down Francis Ouimet.”
― Mark Frost, The Greatest Game Ever Played