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Since this is voice mail, I most likely saw your name on caller ID and decided I most certainly did not wish to speak to you. If you’re willing to pay tribute in the form of chocolate cake or other assorted offerings of dietary delight, text me the details and I’ll reconsider your position in my social roster and possibly get back to you later.
Same!
“Arthur Talbot, 1547 Dearborn Parkway.”
The ear had been washed clean of blood and rested on a blanket of cotton. Just like the others.
What?!
Porter knew little about golf. The idea of hitting a little white ball, then chasing after it for hours on end, did not appeal to him.
Same!
Assignments: Clair—A. Montgomery Ward Park, check cancer centers Nash and Porter go to see Tyler Kloz, research the dry cleaner ticket, get security camera footage—can we see his face? Watson, visit uncle regarding the watch. Background on Emory’s mother
To Clair, it looked like Godzilla had eaten the inventory of a stainless steel appliance shop before taking a shit in the middle of this pristine park.
Haha!
Women were perfectly capable of handling pain but not emotion. Men handled emotion but not pain.
Have your parents done this before?” “Done what?” “This.” She tugged at the handcuffs, causing them to rattle against the water pipe.
You know what she was talking about fool!
“He stands for do no evil,” Father said. “And that, of course, is the rub. Should someone see or hear evil, there is little one can do. When someone speaks evil, there is fault to be had, but when they do evil . . . well, when they do evil there is no room for forgiveness.”
“They eat trash and carry more diseases than a Kardashian at Mardi Gras,”
Haha!
If a black woman could turn red, Porter imagined Clair was doing so now. For a second he thought she might throw the coffee back at Nash. “Cock-sucking little pissant ass clown.” “You’re so hot when you rant,” Nash said, squeezing her shoulder.
“You crazy bastard. I’ve got half a mind to handcuff you to that bed so you don’t run off again.” Nash perked up. “I’m up for that if he’s not.” Clair picked up the empty ice cup and tossed it at him. “Pervert.” “I’m a proud card-carrying member.”
Haha
