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- “This not be the world you think it to be,” he says. “Then what world is it?” I ask, refusing to give into my fear”. “Don’t you know?” ‘Tis a world of laughter, a world of tears,” Then he lifts up his eye patch, revealing a nasty hole that has been plugged with a peach pit. “But mostly, it;s a world of tears.” And he signals for Carlyle to give me an F on my report. "
- Dad hasn’t noticed I’ve just been moving the food around my plate. Since eating has always been a given for me, he treats it like breathing. He assumes it’s happening. Mom, however, is the one who has to toss out my unfinished meals.“I eat,” I tell them. Which is true, I just don’t eat very much anymore. Sometimes I don’t have the patience, and other times I forget.
- “Caden, all I know is that something is wrong. It could be lots of things, and, yes, drugs is one of those things, but only one. I’d like to hear from you what’s going on, if you’d like to tell me.”What’s going on? I’m in the back car of a roller coaster at the top of the climb, with the front rows already giving themselves over to gravity. I can hear those front riders screaming and know my own scream is only seconds away. I’m at the moment you hear the landing gear of a plane grind loudy into place, in that instant before your rational mind tells you it’s just the landing geat. I’m leaping off a cliff only to discover I can fly . . . and then realizing there’s nowhere to land. Ever. That’s what’s going on.”
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