I’m sure I’ve told you before, but, dang it Reacher, you’re adorable. Some people think that men who are 6’5” tall and built like refrigerators don’t want to be called adorable (or cute, as I often remark during college football games), but I mean it most sincerely. And let’s face it – I’m a mother of a grown man, so I can get by with it. But I digress. Your wits and brawn are endearing.
Appearing as the hero in twenty fine books deserves a proper “thank you”. Your nomadic life and folding toothbrush are delightful – everybody should know someone who lives the way you do. But since we don’t, we live vicariously through Lee Child’s books about you. And while you are a completely competent and full character, the world has changed since we first met, and, ready or not, you’re changing a little, too. Well done. Not to worry, your military background will always come in handy, and women will always want you. You don’t need to start carrying a gun or learning how to drive. Some things don’t change. But, honey, you were bound to get hurt head-butting somebody someday. It’s okay.
Make Me was a perfect mix of all things Reacher. I mean, you got off the train in a town called Mother’s Rest in order to find out how the town got its name. Gotta love that. But then, what else did you have to do? I’m glad you met Chang and helped her, as you have all of the other damsels in distress, though it must have been unsettling to be mistaken for her partner in a town full of stupid people. You handled it just fine. I’m sorry that helping her led you to discover a whole new level of cruelty in the world, but I’m glad you didn’t abandon your code when you found it. There was a lot of killing in this escapade, Reacher, but I think Malcolm Gladwell addressed the “lawless pleasure” of knowing you with aplomb in his New Yorker review http://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/the-lawless-pleasures-of-lee-childs-jack-reacher-novels, so I’ll leave it at that.
I really just wanted to thank you for all of the good stories, and I know there’ll be another. Can’t wait. I’ve always got the coffee pot on – you know we both like the strong stuff. Be good.