I remember one time I heard this English professor asking the class what the world's scariest noise is. Is it a man crying out in pain? A woman's scream of terror? A gunshot? A baby crying? And the professor shakes his head and says, 'No, the scariest noise is, you're all alone in your dark house, you know you're all alone, you know that there is no chance anyone else is home or within milesโand then, suddenly, from upstairs, you hear the toilet flush.
Harlan CobenKids donโt do what their parents say-they do what they see their parents do. So who was to blame here?
Harlan CobenBut sometimes, maybe most times, it isn't that clear. It is dark and you are near the edge of a cliff, but you're moving slowly, not sure which direction you're heading in. Your steps are tentative but they are still blind in the night. You don't realize how close you are to the edge, how the soft earth could give away, how you could just slip a bit and suddenly plunge into the dark.
Harlan CobenI would rather raise certain topics and maybe let you ruminate on them. I'm not big on answering them.
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