“So I learned about life,” said Oryx.“Learned what?” said Jimmy. He shouldn’t have had the pizza, and the weed they’d smoked on top of that. He was feeling a little sick.“That everything has a price.”“Not everything. That can’t be true. You can’t buy time. You can’t buy . . .” He wanted to say love , but hesitated. It was too soppy.“You can’t buy it, but it has a price,” said Oryx. “Everything has a price.”“Not me,” said Jimmy, trying to joke. “I don’t have a price.”Wrong, as usual.