Reformed

” ‘He was there for her,’ said Jack. ‘He had the look of the wolf about him. I can tell you where he is right now. And she’s with him.’

I looked at him. I’d been planning to get high, then have some of his cheesecake.

‘I was a bohemian.’ He pointed to his own chest, then pointed his finger out at the world. ‘He’s simply a destroyer. He destroys hotel rooms and he destroys little girls. When he gets forty he’ll change, settle down, mutter something about finding himself. But I don’t intend to allow him that privilege.'”

Barry Hannah, Hey Jack!

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