Charlie Quotes in That Was Then, This Is Now
“It’s just as well,” Charlie said. “You guys are going to get in real bad trouble one of these days. Some guy’s going to get hacked off when he finds out what you’re doin’, and you’re gonna get a pool stick rammed down your throats.”
“No we ain’t,” Mark said. “Give me a Coke, Charlie.”
I had been friends with Mark long before he came to live with us. He had lived down the street and it seemed to me that we had always been together. We had never had a fight. We had never even had an argument. In looks, we were complete opposites: I’m a big guy, dark hair and eyes—the kind who looks like a Saint Bernard puppy, which I don’t mind as most chicks cannot resist a Saint Bernard puppy. Mark was small and compact, with strange golden eyes and hair to match and a grin like a friendly lion. He was much stronger than he looked—he could tie me in arm wrestling. He was my best friend and we were like brothers.
Mark didn’t understand and Cathy did. I started spending more and more time with Cathy. Since I had the car, we went for a lot of drives and got a lot of Cokes together. We were always talking to each other about the way we felt—I tried telling her how I felt about Charlie, about how shook the whole thing had me. […] I could talk to her about anything, talk to her better than I could anyone, even Mark.
After a few weeks we’d drive by the park and make out for a little while. It was different for me though, because I had quit thinking only about myself, quit pushing for all I could get.
Mom had to stay in bed for a month, so we were really getting hard up for money. I got to thinking about what Charlie had said when I asked him for a job. I decided I needed a haircut, clean clothes, and a really big change in attitude. I’ve told you that I don’t like authority. This gives people the impression that I’m a smart-aleck kid. I’ll admit I’m pretty mouthy. I got to thinking, Who’s going to hire a mouthy kid who acts like he already knows it all?
“Nothing bad happens to you when you’re a kid. Or haven’t you realized that?”
“Youth is free from worry,” I said sarcastically. “You’ve been listenin’ to too many adults.”
“I don’t worry. I’m never scared of nothing, and I never will be,” Mark said, “as long as I’m a kid.”
“You can get away with anything,” I said, because that phrase came through my head whenever I really thought about Mark.
“Yeah, I can.” He was quiet. “You used to be able to.”
I looked at him, and suddenly it was like seeing someone across a deep pit, someone you couldn’t ever reach.
“You can’t walk through your whole life saying ‘If.’ You can’t keep trying to figure out why things happen, man. That’s what old people do. That’s when you can’t get away with things any more. You gotta just take things as they come, and quit trying to reason them out. Bryon, you never used to wonder about things. Man, I been gettin’ worried about you. You start wonderin’ why, and you get old. Lately, I felt like you were leavin’ me, man. You used to have all the answers.”
“Cathy, I am really glad you are here,” I said. “I love you.”
“O.K.,” she sobbed. “O.K.” Then she reached over and held my hand. I took a quivering breath and looked at the ceiling. That hadn’t been so hard after all. If I could do that, maybe there were a few other things I could take care of.
I wondered tiredly why I had never seen it before: Mark had absolutely no concept of what was right and what was wrong; he didn’t obey any laws, because he couldn’t see that there were any. Laws, right and wrong, they didn’t matter to Mark, because they were just words.
Charlie Quotes in That Was Then, This Is Now
“It’s just as well,” Charlie said. “You guys are going to get in real bad trouble one of these days. Some guy’s going to get hacked off when he finds out what you’re doin’, and you’re gonna get a pool stick rammed down your throats.”
“No we ain’t,” Mark said. “Give me a Coke, Charlie.”
I had been friends with Mark long before he came to live with us. He had lived down the street and it seemed to me that we had always been together. We had never had a fight. We had never even had an argument. In looks, we were complete opposites: I’m a big guy, dark hair and eyes—the kind who looks like a Saint Bernard puppy, which I don’t mind as most chicks cannot resist a Saint Bernard puppy. Mark was small and compact, with strange golden eyes and hair to match and a grin like a friendly lion. He was much stronger than he looked—he could tie me in arm wrestling. He was my best friend and we were like brothers.
Mark didn’t understand and Cathy did. I started spending more and more time with Cathy. Since I had the car, we went for a lot of drives and got a lot of Cokes together. We were always talking to each other about the way we felt—I tried telling her how I felt about Charlie, about how shook the whole thing had me. […] I could talk to her about anything, talk to her better than I could anyone, even Mark.
After a few weeks we’d drive by the park and make out for a little while. It was different for me though, because I had quit thinking only about myself, quit pushing for all I could get.
Mom had to stay in bed for a month, so we were really getting hard up for money. I got to thinking about what Charlie had said when I asked him for a job. I decided I needed a haircut, clean clothes, and a really big change in attitude. I’ve told you that I don’t like authority. This gives people the impression that I’m a smart-aleck kid. I’ll admit I’m pretty mouthy. I got to thinking, Who’s going to hire a mouthy kid who acts like he already knows it all?
“Nothing bad happens to you when you’re a kid. Or haven’t you realized that?”
“Youth is free from worry,” I said sarcastically. “You’ve been listenin’ to too many adults.”
“I don’t worry. I’m never scared of nothing, and I never will be,” Mark said, “as long as I’m a kid.”
“You can get away with anything,” I said, because that phrase came through my head whenever I really thought about Mark.
“Yeah, I can.” He was quiet. “You used to be able to.”
I looked at him, and suddenly it was like seeing someone across a deep pit, someone you couldn’t ever reach.
“You can’t walk through your whole life saying ‘If.’ You can’t keep trying to figure out why things happen, man. That’s what old people do. That’s when you can’t get away with things any more. You gotta just take things as they come, and quit trying to reason them out. Bryon, you never used to wonder about things. Man, I been gettin’ worried about you. You start wonderin’ why, and you get old. Lately, I felt like you were leavin’ me, man. You used to have all the answers.”
“Cathy, I am really glad you are here,” I said. “I love you.”
“O.K.,” she sobbed. “O.K.” Then she reached over and held my hand. I took a quivering breath and looked at the ceiling. That hadn’t been so hard after all. If I could do that, maybe there were a few other things I could take care of.
I wondered tiredly why I had never seen it before: Mark had absolutely no concept of what was right and what was wrong; he didn’t obey any laws, because he couldn’t see that there were any. Laws, right and wrong, they didn’t matter to Mark, because they were just words.
