“No wonder I’d never had any friends. I was shockingly bad at it.”
“I’d kill for any one of my friends. Thankfully for the overpopulated prison system, I don’t have any friends.”
“If I’d had any doubts about how Archer felt about me, they were eradicated when I saw the look on his face. I’d never had my spleen ripped out, but if I had, I figured I’d make the same face Archer wore now.”
“I never had any friends later on like the ones I had when I was 12 - Jesus, did you?”
“The CIA agent looked more dead than alive. Alex wondered if he had been hit, but there was no sign of any blood. Perhaps he was in shock.”
“And if I didn’t, I’d spend the rest of my life wondering who I could have turned into if only I’d had the guts to try.”