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Everything Burns Everything Burns by Vincent Zandri
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“You shouldn’t expect a thank-you in life just for doing the right thing.”
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“Just enough for a twelve-pack of beer, a pack of smokes, and a Bic lighter. Not exactly the breakfast of champions, but the perfect recipe for a man who is speedily losing his shit.”
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“What is it that draws us back to the broken places? Maybe”
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“We have a saying in Italy. Once a toy is broken, you can’t fix it. You must toss it into the furnace and find a new one.”
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“You shouldn’t expect a thank-you in life just for doing the right thing. That’s something the politicians will never understand.”
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“You must never steal another man’s words. Ever.”
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“Don’t be thanking me,” he says. “You shouldn’t expect a thank-you in life just for doing the right thing. That’s something the politicians will never understand. Priests too.”
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“inside the Honda, shutting the”
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“Does the man ever take any time off? Maybe he’s a cyborg.”
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“It’s while Burly Cop drives me home that I’m reminded of Miller’s question about how Bourenhem was able to get into the house if the locks had been changed and he no longer had a key. Like I indicated to the detective, it’s possible I left the front door unlocked when I drove to the medical center. For certain I might have left it unlocked later on, when I went to confront David at his apartment. I also might have done the same when I went to visit Lisa at her parents’ house. I wasn’t acting in my right mind on any of those occasions.”
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“We fell back into a silence that was neither uncomfortable nor comfortable”
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“Fire, fire,” I whisper, feeling the last of the fluid empty out of the bottle. “Burn, burn. Burn her. Burn him.”
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“The striker on a matchbox is constructed of 25 percent powdered glass, 50 percent red phosphorus, and some other things like black carbon. Most people give it little thought, but matchbox construction is a science all its own.”
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“I was doing just fine on my own before the old man died and Lisa came storming back into my life. I was writing, building my audience, travelling, not thinking about fire, not thinking about Lisa as much as I used to. David Bourenhem was of zero concern to me. I was free. I’ll say it again: I . . . was . . . free. But now the old paranoia has raised its ugly, scarred head again. The paranoia, the obsessions, the bad habits. The fire. They’re all sneaking back into my life.”
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“I can’t remember my PIN number for my debit card or my Facebook password. The digital age sucks sometimes.”
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“Whenever Lisa kisses me I feel like I’m levitating. It’s a feeling I was never able to forget when we were apart and something I will never get sick of for as long as I live. Maybe even longer.”
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“You can’t stand having people around you, but then you go completely nuts when you’re left all alone.”
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“You can’t give your love over entirely when you are still in love with another.”
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“couldn’t get to them in time. It was just too hot. Your mother . . . I warned her about smoking in bed. I told her what would happen.” “Did Mom start the fire? Did she burn my brothers?” “She didn’t mean to start it, Reece,” he cries. “But now she’s killed them all.”
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“When life gives you lemons, you put the lemons down and go burn down a building.” —Unidentified Pyromaniac”
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“going”
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