ohmygodohmygodohmygod. This book is SO good!
Omaha, Kansas, hitchhikers, barns, bad checks, Miami, blond boy collecting bottles by the roadside while poor sickly Gramps shovels in the pancakes...it's all so amazing...and then, and then, and then...
---> hear the fever pitch to which I build <---
they've so got them! in Vegas! and they drop it, that word Clutter, and it elicits the desired shocking reaction, and then WHAT?!
"It was Perry...He killed them all"
Oh really, Mister Wild Dick Hickock?
I want to keep reading!!! How can a girl be expected to go to class at a time like this?!