Ocupation: Author
Life:
I glanced at Carson, who had promised things would be alright. His gaze was on the floor, and a muscle in his jaw flexed rhythmically but unhelpfully. If he was trying to send me a message, I was out of luck, because I'd never learned Morse Code for Assholes.
source: Rosemary Clement-Moore (2013). “Spirit and Dust”, p.41, Delacorte Books for Young Readers
topic: Luck, Trying, Would Be, Morse Code