Teddy shook his head violently. It changed nothing. (King 30)
Listen, Teddy, what do you care what a fat old pile of sh*t like him said about your father
Nuh-Nuh-No?
He still stormed the beaches at Normandy right?'...... Do you think that pile of sh*t was at Normandy
We had almost reached the trestle which carried the tracks across the river when Teddy burst into tears……….We walked away a little and watched him, our hands in our pockets.(King 30)
Talk is cheap....'And whatever's between you and your old man, talk can't change that.'
At last, when the force of his crying had trailed off a little, it was Chris who went to him..... He was the toughest guy in our gang.... but he was also the guy who made the best peace. (King 30)
'He was just tryin' to rank you over that friggin' fence, you know it? He don't know nothin' but stuff he heard from those rumdums down at the Mellow Tiger.  
Hey, if I spoiled your good time, I'm sorry. I guess that was pretty stupid shit back there at that fence.'
Teddy nodded fiercely, crying. Snot was running out of his nose (King 30)
Teddy's head shook without definition, unsure if this was true.
Someone had redefined his pain, and redefined it in shockingly common terms. That would (loony) have to be examined (f*cking section eight) later. In depth. On long sleepless nights. (King 31)
 Teddy's crying was down to sniffles. He wiped his eyes, saving two sooty rings around them, and sat up……. put his glasses back on - dressing his naked face, it seemed to me. He laughed thinly and swiped his bare arm across the snot on his upper lip. (King 31)
We walked another two hundred yards down the tracks and Teddy said in a quieter voice (King 31)
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