We are shoulder to shoulder due to the size of the cab, and if Gratton is made of flour and potatoes, Sean is made of stone and driftwood and possibly those prickly anemones that sometimes wash up on shore.

I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.

Now I am the unknown, the unknowable.

Joseph Beringer...dances around behind me singing some poorly rhymed and slightly dirty song about my [racing] odds at my skirts. 'I don't even wear skirts,' I snap at him. 'Especially,' he says, 'in my daydreams.

Of course he was a part of what I hated about myself. Everything was a part of what I hated about myself. It wasn't really personal.

We are shoulder to shoulder due to the size of the cab, and if Gratton is made of flour and potatoes, Sean is made of stone and driftwood and possibly those prickly anemones that sometimes wash up on shore.

Can I ask you a question?" "You already have." He paused, considering. "Can I ask you two questions, then?" "You already have.