They ignore the reality that a new version of the same old problem will be waiting at the end of the trip—the relative you cringe to kiss.

“I say, 'Don't lose your heart, Rube.'And very clearly, without moving, my broth…”

“Liesel continued the examination. She moved around him and shrugged. "Not bad."…”

“When he moves, a streetlight stabs him, and the words flow out like blood.”

“To me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. He stands over your…”