Maybe this was the end of the last war, Jack thought.

They might wait until the four hours are up, Jack thought.

Jack thought, Is this going to go on for four hours?

Good question, thought Jack, who, alone in the room, could make a guess based on experience.

But Jack didn't think that one all the way through.

Probably not, Jack thought, but you could only tell by looking, and that was why people always looked.

Jack couldn't help but think he had to be wrong about her.

Jack couldn't think of a better person with whom to talk.

Maybe if it hadn't been over the phone, Jack thought.

Jack didn't think he was ever going to get used to it.