For those who were openly hostile toward her, no explanation would be understood.
The back of the building. As he expected, he found the proprietor building a coffin. The pieces of wood were varnished and decorated with fancy scrollwork depicting cherubs and flowers. Somebody impor...
Slope at where they had come from, with Dog standing and panting beside him, when a tiny flicker of movement caught his eye. Preacher squinted. Could have been a bird flitting from
I said, Pat repeated, I’d sure like to fuck you.
Storekeeper.
Janette left, after promising the sheriff she would not try to locate Pat’s house until morning.
Kill ’em all ’cept six. Save them for pallbearers.
No one really knows the cat population in America. Some conservative guesses put it in the millions.
On the ground, where the seat of her britches had been, were the smashed and flattened canine turds, and the patch on her back pocket had left a partial reversed imprint:
The cat leaped into the front yard, went to the bathroom, then sat on the lawn,
Then thank God for a sandstorm, huh? Indeed and to His Blessed Mother who heard my prayers.
There is something I want you to see. Something related to what I was saying about the propensity of human beings to prejudge others and then cling to that prejudice no matter how wrongheaded it may b...
A teacher must read. How can a teacher justify not reading? A teacher must love books. You people are making a tragic mistake in your school leadership by placing people who do not read into positions...
Truth sometimes does not matter, Quinn. There are those who have decided what they think your brother is, and nothing will persuade them differently, truth be damned.
You are what you are, I am what I am. It’s just as simple as that.
Advice his father had given him years before sounded in his mind: In most of what you face, son, you’ll make it through if you don’t give in to panic. He
Devon Randle went down the center aisle toward the back of the dining room, where a set of swinging doors opened into the kitchen. An arm’s length or so short of the doors, he’d turned hard on his hee...
Measure, he put some slugs into a couple men rushing forward, tugging at their guns. They spun as they were hit, crying out and falling
Son? There’ll
I can go for weeks without hearin’ the sound of a human voice. And I love it, Melody. I love it. I don’t need people the way you do. Hell, I don’t even like most people.
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