“Why do they hate us?" He paused. "We didn't do anything wrong.”
“we don't know he's dead do we? Have we seen a body? Has anyone told us he's dead?"I didn't say anything," he protested. Then don't look at me like I'm crazy. If I'm wrong,let me be wrong , let me be crazy,”
“She is fine. She hates us both but it really didn't sound like anything else was wrong”
“I hate it when you do that,” he said.“What?”A pause. “Put clothes on.”
“Bush didn't do one thing wrong....He did everything wrong.”
“Terry cooked for me, but I resented having to do dishes. As I saw it, Terry liked cooking-he enjoyed it, he told me so. Well, I didn't enjoy washing dishes- I hated it, and I'd told him so-and didn't see why I should have to do something I hated after he got to do something he liked. I mean, that wasn't fair, was it?”