John Juniper Quotes

This feeling of being isolated from Mick was compounded by him spending most of his time, when he was home, in John and Chris’s kitchen talking band-talk, while I quietly stayed on our side of the house with a baby that might cry and disturb their already shattered nerves.

With his bare feet resting on the arm while Cynthia stood staring at the floor, speechless, John wiggled his toes next to where I was standing, and said in a squeaky voice, “Hello, Jenny.” I couldn’t help but smile. He was like a naughty child, caught misbehaving by his mother.