Thursday, 7 February 2013

I didn't want to miss out on anything life had to offer just because it might be dangerous. (Nicole Kidman)

Not a professional one, just a small setup it so we can produce it here.”
Honey, I don’t know that sounds dangerous.”
I snatched the chemistry book out of his hands. “Fine, you can stay out of it. I’ll figure out how to make it myself. If meth addicts can learn to make it, I can definitely figure it out.”
You won’t find the recipe in there and you definitely aren’t qualified to be dealing with chemicals like that.” He started rambling in science jargon and by the end of it he had convinced himself that he could do it.
The next day we went to the library. We smuggled in coffee and snacks and with a pile of books each we sat in the heavily air-conditioned book stacks and read, taking occasional notes when something was important enough. I forgot how comforting the smell of old books was and I thought of my mother for the first time in a while.

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