“Don't worry where I am. I'll tell you when I get there.”
“Get back on the bike and tell me where to go.""I'll tell you where to go," I muttered sourly, and he laughed.”
“Am I worried about the future? I don't know. When I think of the word it's like seeing a cavity, a space where a tooth used to be.”
“I think it would be best if you came down from there before I explained that.""I think I'll stay right where I am, thank you," I said. "And you, you stay where you are, or I'll...I don't know what I'll do, but it will really hurt. You, I mean.”
“Don't worry, Mel. Miracles don't work that way. I'll never lose you. I'll never let you get away from me.”
“I get in the dumps at times, and don't open my mouth for days on end. You must not think I am sulky when I do that. Just let me alone, and I'll soon be right.”