She opened her car door again, but still didn't get in. Out in the street some rich kid's Firebird with a Glaspak muffler blasted past, wrecking the calm. She said, "You go to school, you work hard, you play the game. When you're in school, they don't tell you how much it costs. They don't tell you what you've got to give up to get to where you want to be." "They never do." Jillian looked at me some more, then she said good night and got into her white BMW and drove away. I watched her. Then I drove away, too.
( Robert Crais )
[ Stalking The Angel ]
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