“Oh, for Christ’s sake,” McVries said, “who buried him? Tell us so we can discuss world problems, or baseball, or birth control or something.” “I think birth control is a world problem,” Garraty said seriously. “My girlfriend is a Catholic and—” “Come on!” McVries bellowed. “Who the fuck buried your grandfather, Baker?” “My uncle. He was my uncle. My grandfather was a lawyer in Shreveport. He—” “I don’t give a shit,” McVries said. “I don’t give a shit if the old gentleman had three cocks, I just want to know who buried him so we can get on.” “Actually, nobody buried him. He wanted to be
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