‘Jersey spread her lips into a smile.  She always dreamed of having a man with a profession.  Marshall worked for the state, drove the trash truck. One would never tell thought so, because he always came home just as clean as when he left, uniform and all.  He didn’t get dirty.  For some reason others got dirty for him.  He had that type of demeanor that made people want to work for him, she hoped Lucas would have that same quality.  She was thinking all these things as she sipped her drink, like she didn’t have any place to go.’

" He never thought about it before, but his parents taught him love, the only way they knew how, and in the process even they learned to love one another. "

'He had called Jersey at 3’ o’clock in the morning to see if she would pick him up from the train station.  Jersey was hesitant to answer, but he called three times, back-back.  When she finally answered he told her, he was in a fight.  That’s what got her out of bed.'