Just cuz yer going there and I'm staying here," I say. "It don't mean we're parting." "No," she says and I know she understands. "No, it certainly doesn't." "I ain't parting from you again," I say, still looking at our fingers. "Not even in my head.

"You can eff off, too," I say, except I don't say eff, I say what 'eff' stands for.

There is not always a good guy. Nor is there always a bad one. Most people are somewhere in between.

Viola blows out a thoughtful air. "My dad used to say, 'There's only forward, Vi, only outward and up.'" "There's only forward," I repeat. "Outward and up," she says.

The monster showed up just after midnight. As they do.

There ain't nothing good that don't got real bad waiting to follow it.

I wanted so badly for there to be more. I ached for there to be more than my crappy little life.' He shakes his head. 'And there was more. I just couldn't see it.