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When a gravedigger comes to exhume you, only a fool refuses his shovel.
“Oh, my god, I’m so fucking nauseous,” she yelped. Davis lay there shaking his head. “Go ahead, take my dignity. I wasn’t using it anyway.”
Dear Lifeguard, Thank you for saving me. Charlie
giggleberry fuck
She’d corrected him, informed him that, no, this was, in fact, magenta, and Davis had suffered a minor shock, having spent his whole life up to that point believing magenta to be a weak shade of blue.
Katherine Lowell.
“History is never over, little chickie.”
the past is not even past
homesickness. “I’ve never felt like a deserted daughter, because I always had you.”
runway. He tensed when the pilot came on and warned of “light chop” (turbulence was a subjective thing, and one man’s light chop was another man’s death spiral), and tried to imagine he was on a nice, safe roller coaster instead.
did not know that,” he said, “but you’re missing out.” “I should read it, shouldn’t I? I should read some Twain before I die.” “You should do that very thing,” the man said. “Because who knows if you’ll have the opportunity afterward.”
foreshadowing
Britt, whose tolerance for subpar accommodations was waning with age.
He’d read in Charlie’s book that the evolutionary purpose of tears was the signaling of distress to those closest to us, a sign to our intimates, those near enough to see our eyes watering and to offer a hand. But there were no intimates here, no one to receive his SOS.
looked her young daughter in the eye, she’d spoken. I’m not well, were the words the desolate woman had sobbed. I want to be well for you kids.
“Joe Mama.
‘Evening Waterfall’
real. So she celebrated the fall and the onrush of implacable wind, the tumbling of her legs over her head, the freedom to swim through the air.
freefall
while Davis was abroad.
so he survives in Turkey?
porch. “I didn’t know you were back.” “Yeah. I’m back.” He squatted to massage the hanging folds on the dog’s fleshy head. “Is Rach home?”
do. They just won’t. Not one of them. I deserve a second chance. I won’t deserve a third, but it’ll never come to that. I refuse to let you go.”
we don't have Britt's point of view. what if she doesn't want to go back with him?
