“Where are you going?" I asked."The middle of nowhere.""I thought this was it.""Nah." You shook your head. "This is just the edge.”
“I can't get you anything?" He asked. She shook her head and smiled. "Just you.”
“It wasn’t so much that I thought there was nowhere to go, in this huge city; but with so many places to go, where were you supposed to begin?”
“Everything quiet?""You mean Shame""I mean your Pooh News. Any rumblies in the tumblies?" I gave him a grin.He shook his head. "You just can't let that go, can you?...”
“What do you want want to be remembered for?" she asked tartly.He slowly shook his head. "I just want to be remembered.”
“I slammed out of the [house] and started walking, heading nowhere in particular. Sometimes you just need to go through a door.”