i ca n't give you the white picket fence , and if i did , you 'd set it on fire . '' `` i 'm right , anna , and you know it . i looked to her and pulled a serious face . `` maybe , but the owners wrote the book on greed for the first hundred years . lucy came over that night and helped me make it . jack wrapped his arms around me . ruth would sleepily tell her that she was glad she did n't have to pick just one . 