texts: Why would the police come to you? </s> <s> Again, I am the author of the definitive book on the Woodsboro murders.!  What about you? </s> <s> What about me?
labels: You said you'd never leave Woodsboro, 'The only place that's real!'  But now you're here. Not with me.  Dewey, I took care of you.  I waited until you were well.  I couldn't stay there, I mean, it's like dog years, one year in Woodsboro is like seven everywhere else.