Then I Realize From The Hollow Sound

Please Don't Take Him Away From This World. Please Don't Let Him Die Here In My Arms, Not After Everything We've Been Through Together, Not After You've Taken So Many Others. Please, I Beg You, Let Him Live. I Am Willing To Sacrifice Anything To Make This Happen- I'm Willing To Do Anything You Ask. Maybe You'll Laugh At Me For Such A Naive Promise, But I Mean It In Earnest, And I Don't Care If It Makes No Sense Or Seems Impossible. Let Him Live. Please. I Can't Bear This A Second Time. Tell Me There Is Still Good In This World. Tell Me There Is Still Hope For All Of Us.

Few People Ever Kill For The Right Reasons, June. Most Do It For The Wrong Reasons. I Just Hope You Never Have To Be In Either Category.

When You Stand Out There," John Continues In A Hoarse Voice, "keep Your Chin Up, All Right? Don't Let Them Get To You." "i Won't." "make Them Work For It. Punch Someone If You Have To." John Gives Me A Sad, Crooked Smile. "you're A Scary Kid. So Scare Them. Okay? All The Way Until The End." For The First Time In A Long Time, I Feel Like A Little Brother. I Have To Swallow Hard To Keep My Eyes Dry. "okay," I Whisper.

When You’ve Been Poor All Your Life, You Never Really Think It Could Be Any Other Way. And Sometimes You’re Even Happy, Because At Least You’ve Got Your Family And Your Health And Your Arms And Legs And A Roof Over Your Head.

You Try To Walk In The Light.