The radio turned on and off when you touched it, the lights flickered, the aquarium fucking exploded. Of course it’s powerful.
There ought to be a picture of that thing next to ugly in the dictionary, Cynthia had said, and she was right about that, oh yes, no question, but Steve was suddenly overwhelmed by the idea that anything that ugly also had to be powerful.
Are you kidding? he thought distractedly. The radio turned on and off when you touched it, the lights flickered, the aquarium fucking exploded. Of course it’s powerful.
“What was that little piece of statuary we found back there?” he asked. “What was up with that?”
“I don’t know. I only know that when I touched it . . .”
“What? When you touched it, what?”
“It seemed like I remembered every rotten thing that ever happened to me in my life,” she said.
