I don't think you're dying," I said. "I think you've just got a touch of cancer. He smiled. Gallows humor.
John GreenWow,โ I said. โAre you making this up?โ โHazel Grace, could I, with my meager intellectual capacities, make up a letter from Peter Van Houten featuring phrases like โour triumphantly digitized contemporaneityโ?โ โYou could not,โ I allowed. โCan I, can I have the email address?โ โOf course,โ Augustus said, like it was not the best gift ever.
John GreenI jog through the halls and then go upstairs to Janeโs locker and carefully slip the note I wrote last night through the vent: To: The Locker Houdini From: Will Grayson Re: An Expert in the Field of Good Boyfriends? Dear Jane, Just so you know: e. e. cummings cheated on both of his wives. With prostitutes. Yours, Will Grayson
John Green