Summary of Cleary Wolters's Out of Orange

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#1 I was woken up by the cold, fresh air. I could hear a police siren outside the hotel. The sirens always sounded like they were saying, Uh-oh, oh-oh, uh-oh. I was glad for the invigorating air.

#2 The last of the capsules was being eaten by the couriers. They were being transported back to the United States, and they needed to be eaten so that none would be left behind. The couriers were doing this so that they could prove to themselves that they weren’t afraid or a tough man.

#3 The new method for transporting and concealing the heroin made it possible for me to do it. I was now sewn into the lining of men’s suit coats. I simply packed the jackets in my luggage with my own clothes and trusted that the tailors were better at concealing the drug scent from drug-sniffing dogs than they were at sewing.

#4 I was extremely afraid of heights. I had become a diver to share the same summer with my best friend, but I was still afraid of heights. I imagined myself walking through the airport exit in Chicago without a hitch, and I felt calm.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: May 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822516526

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Contents

Insights from Chapter 1

Insights from Chapter 2

Insights from Chapter 3

Insights from Chapter 4

Insights from Chapter 5

Insights from Chapter 6

Insights from Chapter 7

Insights from Chapter 8

Insights from Chapter 9

Insights from Chapter 10

Insights from Chapter 11

Insights from Chapter 12

Insights from Chapter 13

Insights from Chapter 14

Insights from Chapter 15

Insights from Chapter 16

Insights from Chapter 17

Insights from Chapter 18

Insights from Chapter 19

Insights from Chapter 1

#1

I was woken up by the cold, fresh air. I could hear a police siren outside the hotel. The sirens always sounded like they were saying, Uh-oh, oh-oh, uh-oh. I was glad for the invigorating air.

#2

The last of the capsules was being eaten by the couriers. They were being transported back to the United States, and they needed to be eaten so that none would be left behind. The couriers were doing this so that they could prove to themselves that they weren’t afraid or a tough man.

#3

The new method for transporting and concealing the heroin made it possible for me to do it. I was now sewn into the lining of men’s suit coats. I simply packed the jackets in my luggage with my own clothes and trusted that the tailors were better at concealing the drug scent from drug-sniffing dogs than they were at sewing.

#4

I was extremely afraid of heights. I had become a diver to share the same summer with my best friend, but I was still afraid of heights. I imagined myself walking through the airport exit in Chicago without a hitch, and I felt calm.

#5

I got out of bed and went to the communal showers down the hall. I washed and recounted as many items as I could. I was cramming my head with new images and facts, instead of images of Africa, a place U. S. Customs would not know I had traveled.

#6

I was finally ready, and I looked in the mirror. I had a strange sense of unfamiliarity with my own reflection. I had spent weeks swimming to maintain my appetite so I could eat the nasty food in Africa, and a bout of Giardia had left me thinner and in better shape than I had been since I was a teenager.

#7

The next hour passed in a whirlwind, like time was speeding up, as the point of no return got closer. I could still turn around, stop the train, and get off at any time. I could call my parents and tell on us, but they would be pissed. We could get through this.

#8

I had crossed the line from smuggler to fool. I had spent the entire flight back to Chicago