He just said the base did boring agriculture stuff. Counting cows and crops, that’s how he put it. What’s the second thing? The closing of the base. Right, when was that? Fifteen years ago, Kaufman sa...
He changed and worked out with weights. Throughout his adult life, Adam had cycled through a potpourri of workout programs—yoga (not flexible), Pilates (confused), boot camp (why not just join the mil...
Dimonte spit into the can again, trying hard to cover up his obvious body language. We’re still working on it. Uh, let’s pretend for a brief moment that I’m not a mentally dehydrated numb nut.
Cat fish? A cat fish is a person who pretends to be someone thay're not online, especially in romantic relationships. Her voice was flat, matter-of-fact. She needed that now. She needed to spout fact...
Butterface. Then Thomas spoke slowly. But. Her. Face.
Hope can be the most wonderful thing in the world or it can crush your heart like an eggshell.
You prefer macho he-men, Myron said. I understand. She snickered. Why does he keep looking at me like that? My guess? He’s probably checking out your ass. Good to know somebody is. Myron cleared his t...
Why do humans never really learn the lessons we are supposed to? What is in our makeup, in fact, that draws us to that which should sicken us?
Well-meaning friends ' often the worst kind ' handed me the usual clich+!s, and so I feel in a pretty good position to warn you: Just offer your deepest condolences. Don't tell me I'm young. Don't tel...
They think my male helplessness is cute. When a single mother does any of those things, she is neglectful and on the receiving end of the superior moms’ scorn.
They say you never know how someone will react when the grenade is thrown.
They asked for my name. I was tempted to go with either I. P. Daily or Wink Martindale, but I stuck with Mark Kadison because he was a friend of mine and if they called, he’d just laugh.
There is a certain fate to the universe and a certain randomness.
The truth may be better than lies... But it doesn't always set you free.
The pain flooded in again. It was always there, of course. Through the shaking hands and slapping of the backs, the grief stayed by his side, tapping Griffin on the shoulder, whispering in his ear, re...
The eyebrows were his most prominent feature—unusually thick and angry and constantly undulating
Suzze T just stopped by, Myron said. Win nodded, jaw jutted. I saw her on the way out. Did she look upset? Didn’t notice, Win said, taking a seat. Then: Her breasts were engorged. Win. She has a probl...
Some things we pack away, stick in the back of the closet, never expect to see again but we can't quite make ourselves discard them. Like dreams, I guess.
Some men carry torches for old loves, and then some guys—not many, but some—get completely consumed by the torch’s flames. It makes them nothing but long-term trouble for the follow-ups.
One time Clu tried to explain it to me, Enos continued. ‘Sometimes,’ he said, ‘you don’t want to escape the world; sometimes you want to escape yourself.’ He cocked his head. Do you believe that? Not...