A Moment Passed, Perhaps Half A Second

It's Hard To Overestimate The Teenage Appetite For High Drama.

You Can't Throw Away Years Of Your Life Because It Makes A Funny Anecdote.

As The Possibility Of A Relationship Had Faded, Emma Had Endeavored To Harden Herself To Dexter's Indifference And These Days A Remark Like This Caused No More Pain Than, Say, A Tennis Ball Thrown Sharply At The Back Of Her Head.

At University, I Used To Write Silly Little Sketches And Monologues, But Never Fiction.

...and Once Again Dexter Is Struck By How Easy Conversation Can Be When No-one Is In Their Right Mind