John M. Cusick

“The car was only partway submerged; David must have regained control enough to brake before driving all the way into the water. But from Charlie's vantage point it looked like the lake stopped the car, as if the water wasn't water but an impermeable barrier the luxury automobile didn't have the strength to shatter.”

“Twinkle, twinkle, little star, how I wonder what you are," May sang to herself softly. "Like an eyelet in the scrim, letting little blue drops in.”

“What's your problem?""I don't have problems. I solve them.”

“If everyone you knew jumped off a bridge, would you too?” Dr. Roger asked.David had heard this before and knew you were supposed to say no. But was that really true? If everyone jumped off a bridge, maybe there was a good reason. Maybe the bridge was on fire.If anything, the guy who didn’t jump was the crazy one.”

“David had heard this before, and knew you were supposed to say no. But was that really true? If everyone jumped off a bridge, maybe there was a good reason. Maybe the bridge was on fire. If anything, the guy who didn't jump was the crazy one.”