Status Updates From Like the Taste of Summer

"A hundred images of Sean…Arguing over little stuff, animated and intense…Sean had opinions on everything and loved a good fight…And Sean looking up at the stars and talking abut how he was going to New York some and making something of himself, while the moonlight turned his hair to silver and I drowned myself in the sight of him."

“I want to know what possessed a bunch of lunatics to jump in a truck, drive ten miles, and wreck our cars in a parking lot. I want to know why my car got spray-painted by a fool who can’t even spell fuck right.”

“I was writing ‘fucker,’” he said with dignity. “I got interrupted.”