Stop jacking with me, Dad. All I ever wanted was the truth.”
“That’s the problem. People think if they can add up all the facts, they’ll end up with the truth, but that’s like sewin’ body parts together in the hopes you’ll get a man.
Mots clés dylan-dawson
But thinkin’ you owe people is dangerous business.
Carolee DeanMots clés dylan-dawson levida
To my son Dylan.
I’ve written this book for you.
It’s a guide for how not to live your life.
I’m sending it out into the world in the hopes
that someday it will find you.
Even if I never do.
All my love,
Dad
Mots clés dylan-dawson
Where we goin’?” Wade whispers to me as we approach the white picket fence that surrounds the row of wooden crosses.
For all I know my grandmother could be planning to shoot us and bury us with the rest of the family, but I don’t think it would help to share this notion with Wade
Mots clés wade dylan-dawson
We sit in silence, all the unanswered and unasked questions thicker than the wall of glass between us.
Carolee DeanMots clés dylan-dawson
So quit asking everybody else questions, unless you’re ready to answer some questions yourself.
Carolee DeanMots clés dylan-dawson levida
It is hard to believe that a place this small can hold so much hate, and I have the terrible feeling I’ve only just seen the surface.
Carolee DeanMots clés dylan-dawson
Blood never forgets. It has a memory of an ancient path toward home.
Carolee DeanI was taking a nap in the theater one day while I ditched English, when I looked up and saw Jess on the stage. I had to pinch myself, because I figured either I was dreaming or else I’d died and gone to heaven—which given my history was probably not where I’d end up.
Carolee DeanMots clés dylan-dawson
Dude, there should be a law against people singing that bad.
Carolee DeanMots clés wade dylan-dawson
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