“Then Augustus Waters reached into a pocket and pulled out, of all things, a pack of cigarettes. He flipped it open and put a pack between his lips. “Are you serious?” I asked. “You think that’s cool? Oh, my God,… — John Green Copy Share Image
“What I remember the most about that moment before the shot exploded was looking up at my father and seeing the way the cigarette dangled precariously from his lips. It rested in the corner of his mouth, held not with… — Krista Leontieff Copy Share Image
