“Books are more honest than the world. If you want to understand people, listen to what they make up.”

“Books are more honest than the world. If you want to understand people, listen to what they make up.”

“Then why are you still here?” I ask. I stand up and her gun follows me. I welcome its bullets just to see if I could survive.“Masochism.”“I don’t know what that means.”“It means I like my own pain.”“That doesn’t make sense.”“I’m human. You think we ever make sense?”