Tuesday, January 11, 2005

i take it all back..

He glanced at her. There was a wry grin on her face and he
realized she was making fun of him, and he liked her for it. "It's
not just that I dont know my name and address, " he explained.
"I don't even know what kind of person I am."
"What do you mean?"
"I wonder if I'm honest?" Maybe it was foolish, he thought, to
pour his heart out to a whore on the street, but he had no one else.
"Am I a loyal husband and a loving father and a reliable workmate?
Or am I some kind of gangster? I hate not knowing."
Honey, if that's what's bothering you, I know what kind of guy
you are already. A gangster would be thinking, am I rich, do I
slay the broads, are peoplescared of me?"
That was a point. Luke nodded. But he was not satisfied.
"It's one thing to want to be a good person - but maybe I dont'
live up to what I believe in."
"Welcome to the human race, sweetheart," she said, "we all
feel that way." She stopped at the doorway. "It's been a long
night. This is where I get off the train."
I started catching this cold a few days ago and colds always give me insomnia of the worst kind so I actually finsihed 3/4 of this book in the course of about 3 hours. It was pretty good, I liked it.

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