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The rule was simple: when Five-O shows up, it’s time to go. Black lives matter, their parents had instructed them, but not always to Five-O.
Yes. We had meatloaf. Last night we had fish. I don’t like fish, but that’s how it goes.
Hard to read a regular book once it gets dark, but the Kindle’s just fine. Great fucking invention, if you’ll pardon me for lapsing into my Native American tongue for a minute.
I ask because you seem like the conversational type. Rainwater: Oh, I am! My tongue runs like a supermarket conveyor belt on payday.
“Just promise me you’ll stop every once in a while and acknowledge the day, honey. It’s the only one you’ll have until tomorrow.”
“Mail it off to Sarah Palin in Whistledick, Alaska, for all I care. I’m going home.”
“I would like to believe in God,” she said, “because I don’t want to believe we just end, even though it balances the equation—since we came from blackness, it seems logical to assume that it’s to blackness we return. But I believe in the stars, and the infinity of the universe. That’s the great Out There. Down here, I believe there are more universes in every fistful of sand, because infinity is a two-way street.
Flint City, aided by federal dollars, made sure the PD had all the weaponry it needed, and more. So what if the infrastructure was falling apart?
If the little man knew what this world was like, he’d be fighting to stay in.
Money was no cure for sorrow, Alec reflected, but it did allow one to grieve in relative comfort.
It was that phrase—I had a friend. Time had passed, and time probably did heal all wounds, but God, some of them healed so slowly. And the difference between I have and I had was such a gulf.
Sometimes life was a bitch. Often, even.
a person did what a person could.
A person did what a person could, whether it was setting up gravestones or trying to convince twenty-first-century men and women that there were monsters in the world, and their greatest advantage was the unwillingness of rational people to believe.
I have to stop drinking so much, he thought. Seeing shit that’s not there is a pretty clear signal. You could even call it a warning.
She’d had a busy few days. In addition to that, being crazy had to wear a person out.
Dreams are the way we touch the unseen world, that’s what I believe. They are a special gift.”
Reality is thin ice, but most people skate on it their whole lives and never fall through until the very end. We did fall through, but we helped each other out. We’re still helping each other.”