I study her, "Worse comes to worse, I'll distract them. We won't be seen though, Val. I know that place like the back of my hand and I know how to sneak around."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
He began to wonder why he had felt uneasy at all. It was like a man wondering in broad daylight why a dream had appeared so terrible to him at night. — Chinua Achebe, Things Fall Apart