“Except that today, oblivious to everyone, there is a hair standing tall inside his shorts: a single hair: long, black and shining. Sprouting out of nowhere, it stands rebelliously erect on his tiny barren orb, not thwarted by the force of the cloth of his underwear, announcing its eventual arrival with élan.”
“The adult were once young. The young have not yet attained adulthood.”
“This is the first fall that I haven't gone to school. Maybe that's why I feel weird all the time.”
“Since when do you look out for me? You really have grown up." "Had to happen sometime," I say.”
“He was thirteen that year, the age when children splinter off and abandon the old loves.”