I want a campfire box.

It's always nice when two people who don't got no one else find each other as friends.

I promised to keep on going but maybe keep on going means coming back first.

Here's what I think," I say and my voice is stronger and thoughts are coming, thoughts that trickle into my noise like whispers of truth. "I think maybe everybody falls," I say. "I think maybe we all do. And I don't think that's the asking." I pull on her arms gently to make sure she's listening. "I think the asking is whether we get back up again.

Didn't you finish your chemistry in school?" "You closed the school and burnt all the books." "Ah, so I did.

That's another thing about Noise. Everything that's ever happened to you just keeps right on talking, for ever and ever.

No," I say firmly. "If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.