He missed her like crazycakes.

Daddy is trying really fugging hard to think of a not-terrifying reason why you'd wake Daddy up in the middle of the night to ask that fugging question. But no. No. Daddy does not have a match or a lighter.

The abbreviated exam week meant that Wednesday was the last day of school for us. And all day long, it was hard not to walk around, thinking about the lastness of it all.

It is easy to forget how full the world is of people, full to bursting, and each of them imaginable and consistently misimagined.

She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth.

People are different when you can smell them and look up close, you know?

You know how we make a Scotch and water in this home?" "No, sir," Gus said. "We pour Scotch into a glass and then call to mind thoughts of water, and then we mix the actual Scotch with the abstracted idea of water.