" Michael tousled my hair and said, "Remember, no more skateboards, right?" And then this gem: "If you ever break your arm skateboarding again..." He paused, flashing me a dimpled Charles Ingalls grin, which then suddenly disappeared. "I'll break the other one. "

― , Confessions of a Prairie Bitch: How I Survived Nellie Oleson and Learned to Love Being Hated