Think Happy Thoughts Peter Pan Novels & Stories

How happy he is right now. "That’s good. Did you like it here?" West asked again. "I think I like high places now," Peter answered with a chuckle. Peter turned in front of him to see the view. It seems like he's enjoying it but the truth is he just wanted to divert his attention to calm himself. The way West's staring at him is dangerous. It feels like Peter might do something that he shouldn't. That’s why while it’s still early, he’s already restraining himself.

The bigger question was how did they plan to shaft me? Peter had his hand held out. “You want this?” I asked him. Peter smiled, his teeth all perfect white and his slicked-back hair glistening with oil or wax or whatever old men used to mould their hair into shape like a Lego hairpiece. “It isn’t a matter of want, kiddo. I need it to make sure we don’t lose our lives to the elf threat.” The elf threat. He made it sound like they were creeping across the border to steal our jobs and women.