“So he repeated the same made-up crap he had lived on then, about bubblegum machines and Cadillacs with fins, and endless sunshine, and drive-in movies and waitresses on roller skates, and cheeseburgers and cold Coca-Cola in green glass bottles, and… — Lee Child Copy Share Image
“How come she has more crap here now than when she lived with me?” their father grumbled as he came down one morning.” — Debra Anastasia Copy Share Image
