The real world is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
Just an occasional lurker here. I won't post much blog content until/unless Booklikes institutes Privacy options.
Hazel wakes up in a hospital with injuries from a car accident. She has issues with her memory, including those about people.
She notices there's a man with a gun who stands outside her room. She doesn't know who he is or why he is there.
Her brother Skip asks her if she remembers Darren Nixon. She doesn't, and her brother then refuses to enlighten her.
"You brought him up for a reason, Skip. Tell me who Darren Nixon is."
"Skip, there's a computer in the waiting room. Plus every nurse on the floor has a phone with a Web browser on it. You can tell me now or I can go out there and look him up myself."
Then she proceeds to yell at the guy with the gun, who clearly is trying to remain aloof, at least from her.
'"I know you heard me!" she added, louder than ever. "I'll keep yelling until someone puts it into Google! Darren Nixon! Darren Nixon! Spelled D-A-R-R-E-N-!"
I like this girl already.