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You must understand that when you are writing a novel you are not making anything up. It’s all there and you just have to find it.
As a boy, he thought old drugstores had a slightly furtive air. When you went in, you always thought about buying rubbers whether you needed any or not. There were things on the shelves you shouldn’t look at too long.
Fastened in the margins, ragged bites of scalp trailed their tails of hair like comets pressed in God’s scrapbook.
Unsure what this means
Lounds’s face, like a fist pressed against her neck, relaxed at last, became mobile as suddenly as a fist becomes a hand. His trembling stopped.
Eh?
He was possessed with a vision of a better life on the other side of the money. Buried under all the dirt he had ever done, his old hopes still faced east. Now they stirred and strained to rise.
him. He was turning, had half-turned when the flat sap thocked over his car.
What?
Along his arms a sense of the weight of her legs, limp.
Huh?
Dear Will. A brief note of congratulations for the job you did on Mr. Lounds. I admired it enormously. What a cunning boy you are!
Dolarhyde felt like a child with a rubber knife.
But what does that mean??
Molly took the next five-minute visit. Graham wrote ‘I love you’ on Crawford’s pad. She nodded and held his hand.
God Molly fucking SUCKS
