“What kind of a house doesn't have salt? Low sodium freaks!”
“It doesn't seem to matter what we think...The prince will come up here and look at us as if we're barrels in a trader's wagon. And if I'm salt pork and he doesn't care for salt pork, then there's nothing I can do.”
“What kind of life can you have in a house without books?”
“What kind of person doesn't let you have gummi bears?”
“What kind of freaks are they? Katelyn thought as they continued to circle her. Is this some result of banjo inbreeding?”
“You should have seen the things they were giving babies instead of milk. I remember seeing them put salt-pork gravy in milk bottles and putting a nipple on, and the baby sucking this salt-pork gravy. A real blue baby, dying of starvation. In house after house, I saw that sort of thing.”