When it comes to death, we know that laughter and tears are pretty much the same thing.
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time IndianNervous means you want to play. Scared means you don't want to play.
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time IndianSomebody dies and people eat your food. Funny how that works.
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time IndianA bullet only costs about two cents, and anybody can afford that.
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian