(Written in the inside cover of Sam's copy of Salinger's 'Nine Stories', which he left in the glove box of the Impala when he went to Stanford. Sam knows that Dean reads his books, even if he only does it when he thinks no one can see.)
Aged seven. Too big
For bedtime stories. You read
To me anyway.
Of power and a boy
Eleven years old: A hero.
We both liked that one
Aged seven. Too big
For bedtime stories. You read
To me anyway.
Of power and a boy
Eleven years old: A hero.
We both liked that one