I Was In Television Drama, Which Is

The First Day Of The Rest Of My Life.

Slippery Slope. I Carry A Spare Shirt, Pretty Soon I'm Carrying Spare Pants. Then I'd Need A Suitcase. Next Thing I Know, I've Got A House And A Car And A Savings Plan And I'm Filling Out All Kinds Of Forms.

I Had A Teacher Once, Grade School Somewhere. Philippines, I Think, Because She Always Wore A Big White Hat. So It Was Somewhere Hot. I Was Always Twice The Size Of The Other Kids, And She Used To Say To Me: Count To Ten Before You Get Mad, Reacher. And I've Counted Way Past Ten On This One. Way Past.

The Third Guy Was Different. He Was What You Got When You Ate Squirrels For Four Generations. Smarter Than A Rat And Tougher Than A Goat, And Jumpier Than Either One.

It Gives Me Some Kind Of Chance To Survive The Night." "how Are Those Better Odds? If You Come Back With Me, You're Guaranteed To Survive The Night." "no," Reacher Said. "if I Come Back With You, I'm Guaranteed To Die Of Shame.