Jodi Picoult Quote

You were in business making meth? Do you have any idea what that drug does to people?We weren't givin' it away, Concise snaps. If someone was fool enough to mess himself up, that was his problem.I shake my head, disgusted. If you build it, they will come.If you build it, Concise says, you cover your rent. If you build it, you pay off the loan sharks. If you build it, you put shoes on your kid's feet and food in his belly and maybe even show up every now and then with a toy that every other goddamn kid in the school already has. He looks up at me. If you build it, maybe your son don't have to, when he grow up.It is amazing -- the secrets you can keep, even when you are living in close quarters. You didn't tell me.Concise gets up and braces his hands against the upper bunk. His mama OD'd. He lives with her sister, who can't always be bothered to take care of him. I try to send money so that I know he's eatin' breakfast and gettin' school lunch tickets. I got a little bank account for him, too. Jus' in case he don't want to be part of a street gang, you know? Jus' in case he want to be an astronaut or a football player or somethin'. He digs out a small notebook from his bunk. I'm writin' him. A diary, like. So he know who his daddy is, by the time he learn to read. It is always easier to judge someone than to figure out what might have pushed him to the point where he might do something illegal or morally reprehensible, because he honestly believes he'll be better off. The police will dismiss Wilton Reynolds as a drug dealer and celebrate one more criminal permanently removed from society. A middle-class father who meets Concise on the street, with his tough talk and his shaved head, will steer clear of him, never guessing that he, to, has a little boy waiting for him at home. The people who read about me in the paper, stealing my daughter during a custody visit, will assume I am the worst sort of nightmare.