"'Cause you're a fuckin' idiot?" I say with a crooked grin, "And I followed you for the same damn reason."

We haven't talked much about it, about whatever it was he thought he saw down there, whatever it was he was so scared of. I wasn't even down there with him, so I don't know what was goin' on, but from what I could hear, I know it wasn't good.

"I wanted to leave Hutchinson more than anything, but I dunno... I don't think I could keep movin' like that on my own." I've never been very good at being alone. That's not the sorta person that makes a good tourist.