The RV. Was that your father’s too? she asked as they drove past the motorhome. It’s Vernon’s. Aunt Myra’s son. My father wouldn’t have been caught dead in one of those. So, naturally, he was. Pardon?
So I pulled the scrunchie off my ponytail.
Slipped onto the passenger seat, and Ranger leaned over and kissed me just below my ear. It was a hello kiss. Nothing serious. If I wanted it to get serious all I had to do was smile.
She wrapped her head in a towel and croaked. That sounded reasonable to me … except for the paring knife with blood and pieces of hair stuck to it. Lula bent at the waist and examined the towel, wrapp...
Propped up on cinderblocks. An electric
Photograph? Information
Phone and warn her I’d
Passenger seat, and Ranger leaned over and kissed me just below my ear. It was a hello kiss. Nothing serious. If I wanted it to get serious all I had to do was smile.
Made myself a peanut butter and olive sandwich,
Letting my skirt ride up to a couple inches below my doo-dah,
Knees and your shirt caught in your zipper. I don’t remember that part, Dickie said. Did I used to do that? Yes. Dickie started laughing. I wasn’t making a lot of money back then. I couldn’t afford a...
Key to true happiness is lowered expectations.
Here, Briggs said.
Fault. Ranger tightened his hold on my neck.
Exactly the garden spot of the Garden State. In truth,
Chicken remains, wads of paper towels, empty soup cans, lunch-meat wrappers, and God knows what else.
Your life isn't out of control. It's expanded.
Your grandmother needs a ride to the viewing, and I’m holding you responsible if she shoots someone, gets arrested, or tries to take a selfie with the deceased.
You're probably gonna find this hard to believe, but I was sort of weird when I was a kid.Salvatore Sally Sweet
You're my bodyguard and lover.She shook her head. Just your bodyguard.He'll never believe I'm not sleeping with you.You aren't.Even I find that unbelievable, Nick said.