41 Quotes by Carolee Dean

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    To my son Dylan.I’ve written this book for you.It’s a guide for how not to live your life.I’m sending it out into the world in the hopesthat someday it will find you.Even if I never do.All my love,Dad

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    What happened?”“I tried to be somebody different from who I am and it didn’t work out.”“The world ain’t set up that way. Folks say we oughta be better than we are, but deep down they just want us to stay in our places. With our own kind.Messes up the natural order, otherwise.

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    I have a class in Hermosa Beach that starts at eight, but …”I wanted to offer to pick up her car, drive her back to Hermosa Beach, take her to the moon.

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    Where we goin’?” Wade whispers to me as we approach the white picket fence that surrounds the row of wooden crosses.For all I know my grandmother could be planning to shoot us and bury us with the rest of the family, but I don’t think it would help to share this notion with Wade

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    When I get to the part about Jess kissing me on the Fourth of July and taking me to her beach house,I look at my father and wonder what it is like, seeing people only through a wall of glass. Never touching them.

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    Hey, aren’t you that guy who fixes cars?” Katie asked,looking at my grease-covered work pants as if she couldn’t believe I ever left the garage.“Yeah, they let me out every now and then,” I said.

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    As soon as I left one town, I was in another, each one a totally different world, as if an invisible box surrounded its edges, keeping everybody in their proper place.The rich stayed rich. The poor stayed poor. The troublemakers stayed in trouble.

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    I was taking a nap in the theater one day while I ditched English, when I looked up and saw Jess on the stage. I had to pinch myself, because I figured either I was dreaming or else I’d died and gone to heaven—which given my history was probably not where I’d end up.

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    It brings back a long-forgotten memory of Christmas, the year I turned six. I was supposed to be in bed, but I was up waiting and watching for my father or Santa Claus, whoever came first.

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