Both these girls had beautiful brown curls quite in contrast to my carrotish blonde straight hair.
Although almost certainly suffering from manic states and perhaps from a form of manic-depressive illness, Dad could not be effectively diagnosed. He was what people might describe as either crazy as a bedbug, totally Looney Tunes, three sandwiches shy of a picnic, or an abusive manipulator.
Patrick: Well, maybe you're just too smart for everybody.
Allen Gregory DeLongpre: Hmm, that's a good point, Pete. You pick up on stuff, don't you?
Patrick: I don't know. It's Patrick, though.
Allen Gregory: I don't care.
I was all this while chafing at the part I played, and sitting tongue-tied between shame and merriment; but somehow at this I could hold in no longer, and bade Alan let me be, for I was better already.
