“I drove in last night,' he said. 'I couldn't sleep, it was too hot. So I went outside. I was feeling melancholy. Then I danced with a beautiful girl, and I felt better. What's your story?”

“The world is full of places I haven't been.”

“I don't have a story," I said. "I'm still waiting for one.”

“When a family breaks you don't hear the crack of the breaking. You don't hear a sound.”

“I drove in last night,' he said. 'I couldn't sleep, it was too hot. So I went outside. I was feeling melancholy. Then I danced with a beautiful girl, and I felt better. What's your story?”