Not consistently stupid, but occasionally stupid. And I’ve made mistakes. You bet, I’ve made mistakes. But during the ride back to Bon Temps, with my best guy friend driving and giving me the silence I needed, I thought hard. I felt a tear trickle from each eye. I looked away and blotted my face ...
This is our fourth collaboration, and the process of collecting and editing an amazing assortment of stories is still great fun. We love making up our “dream team,” sending out our invitations, and seeing who accepts and who has a previous engagement. When we first began w...
I stepped forward on the ball of my left foot, pivoting as I moved, and my right leg swung up, bent at the knee. My foot lashed out, returned instantly. The black Everlast punching bag rocked on its chain.My right foot touched down, and I pivoted lightly on the ball of that foot, my body oriented...
HE HELD ON TO ME. WE’D SEEN people die—bad people, violent people, people who had the misfortune to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. This young woman, newly a mother, beaten and left in the freezing air, was something else again. It was Varena who ran over to the Osborn house to see if th...
I’d had little sleep the night before, I’d had a full working day, and I’d observed a lot of puzzling behavior.But Claude’s personal car, a burgundy Buick, was parked in front of my house. On the whole, I was glad to see it.His window was rolled down, and I could hear his radio playing “All Thing...