Diversion Books

“The mist on the glass is congealing, ’tis the hurricane’s icy breath. And it shows how the warmth of friendship grows cold in the clasp of death. So stand, stand to your glasses steady, and drink to your sweetheart’s eyes.”

memory’s screwed up some

. I always drank chocolate milk instead of Coke or something

e looked twelve. He acted forty.

“You’ve been acting funny ever since the Motorcycle Boy left.”

saw a rabbit once at the zoo

I wondered why Steve was my best friend. I let him hang around and kept people from beating him up and listened to all his worries.

God, did that kid worry about things! I did all that for him and sometimes he did my math homework and let me copy his history stuff, so I never flunked a grade. B

She had an open and inquisitive nature; everything—Colonel Whiddon’s India days excepted—interested her; she read widely, considered closely, and was well known among the London ton as that rare thing, a woman of wit.

“Well, yeah, I guess,” I say. “Or we could, you know, just sit or find something else to eat, if you’d rather.”