Sodapop Curtis Quotes Novels & Stories

Curtis suddenly felt a hint of unease when he heard me asking him like that. However, I didn't give him the time to think of an answer. I handed it straight to him instead. "That was because I gravely injured my leg while saving someone ten years ago. And since then, I've never been able to run as quickly as I used to. However, that same person called me a leech. Don't you think that's funny?" "That's impossible!" Curtis looked like he had just been struck by lightning. His fingers wouldn't stop trembling either. "That person couldn't possibly be you!"

Curt spits out from behind clenched teeth, and shock consumes my face for a brief moment. "Days like this are few and far between. People love Trudy, and they love the diner. We normally have a house full of regulars. Today was just an off day. Plus, I can handle a rude customer. I let their attitude fly right over my head," I say, watching Curt try to calm himself. He gives me a small smile. "I know you can handle them. That doesn't mean I liked seeing it," Curt says in a soft tone while stealing glances at me.

Roger replied as he tried to imitate Mae West as well. “Of all the fabulous Mae West quotes to pick from, you go with that?” Chris chuckled as she planted herself on the sofa next to him. “It’s the best I could come up with on such short notice,” he shrugged. I placed my elbows on my desk and held my face in the palms of my hands. “Tough day, honey?” Roger asked. “Every day’s a tough day,” I replied. “Our little Gertie found herself a new man,” Chris teased.

It was indeed admirable beyond measure for a young man, who was not even thirty years old yet, to be able to develop to this scale in that kind of world where there was constant intensive fighting on the battlefield. So, Cadfan took the initiative to lift his wine glass as he spoke from the bottom of his heart, “Porter, I have never admired anyone in my whole life. Curtis Wade from the Wade family was the first person that I’ve ever admired, and you are the second. Here, let me give you a toast!” When Porter heard the words ‘Curtis Wade’, he had a slightly cold expression on his face as he looked at Cadfan and asked seriously, “Grandpa Schulz, was Curtis Wade really as powerful as legend has

“What happened last night? My head feels like shit.” I pressed my fingers against my temples and squinted. At least that part was true. I had never gotten used to The Viper’s extra special treats. They always left me feeling like my brain had been passed through a mincer. Curtis poured a glass of water and brought it to me, then poured himself one as well. “I’m going to get us painkillers. Do you need anything else while I’m out?”

I say, coughing and wiping mouth with the back of my hand. Luke’s laughing his ass off. “It’s supposed to. Puts hair on a man’s chest." He backhands my arm. “Take it slow. You’ll get used to it.” Curtis looks at the bottle. “God, I missed this.” He tips the beer back and brings it back down. “Ah. Good stuff." Curtis is older so he was able to experience drinking before we went into hiding. Me not so much. I look around the circle of guys. Luke urges. “Go on. Little sips.” He encourages.