Dogs don't got the problems of people. Dogs can be happy any old time.
Here I am. Here we are. Here we go. Here is all that matters.
Conor was no longer invisible. They all saw him now. But he was further away than ever.
It is a true story, the monster said. Many things that are true feel like a cheat.
Why can't we learn to live with how we are? And whatever anybody chooses is okay by the rest of us?
I just stand there like a doofus wondering just what in the effing blazes is going on.