I very much regret that our administration has pushed the whole issue of Kosovo to the back burner.

Shut up, Willy. Mister, you gonna buy anything? Pa says we can’t shut down for the day until we get thirty dollars’ worth of custom.” “I’ll buy a pumpkin. If you can give me some decent directions.” She gave a theatrical sigh. “One pumpkin. A buck-fifty. Big whoop.

He stood looking at her as if it took all of his effort to keep his eyes directed at her face, to keep seeing her, to endure the sight. “What do you want?” he asked.

Unhappiness really meant something back then. Now it’s just a drag, like a cold or having no money.

Written By Nick Hornby

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