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...year-old rising junior, it's difficult to think of myself as old. But the truth is, I'm halfway out of here. My first year has come and gone, and it ended much too soon...
...that maybe is why my author Russell Banks got kind of desperate halfway through my story, which, because I got tired of my little kid name Chappie and called myself Bone when I was 14, is called Rule of the Bone (HarperCollins; 390 pages; $22). And that is how I got lost, and the story got kind of lost too. Not that I was doing that well before, with my mother and stepfather kicking me out for shoplifting, and having to crash at my friend Ken's pad, which was taken over by some really stupid but also scary motorhead...
...rooms except to buy beer and food. "I'm a drunk," explained a baffled Robert Jacks on Nightline, after the fbi finally released him. "I just pick up work -- or anything I want as I go, you know." The next week, another drifter, Steven Colbern, was arrested in Oatman, halfway between Kingman and Needles on Route 66. The remains of a methamphetamine lab were found near his trailer. Colbern, a UCLA graduate in chemistry and a fugitive from a weapons charge, had met McVeigh, but the FBI discounted him as a bombing suspect...
...actors. Luckily for "A Little Princess," incompetence is largely confined to the minor characters. Still, although Liesel Matthews is fairly good as Sara, she fails to maintain the delicate distinction between a girl that everyone falls in love with for her unaffected friendliness, and an ordinary Goody-Two-Shoes. Halfway through the movie, one simply gets tired of hearing her breathy voice and watching closeups of her preadolescent Molly Ringwaldesque lips, parted in sensitive confusion at the evils of the world...
...drove for about 250 km along the road Peise had taken. It had been widened and straightened but in parts was still lined by ditches and fruit trees. We looked for the valley where the hospital train had been shelled and, halfway through our journey, came on a place I thought resembled it: the railway track was there, though the slope was not nearly as steep as my child's memory had recorded. Other landmarks from the past must have been there; I spotted none but nonetheless felt oddly content just to be on the road I had first traveled...