Sara sat behind the counter reading a book about Kabbalah. Another subject as arcane to him as flower arrangement or playing the cello. “Hello again,” Sara said. She had a friendly face. Ray nodded. “Half-price Tarot readings today,” she said. “If you’re interested.” “No, thanks,” he said, waving...
Luckily the stairs were covered in thick shag carpeting, the kind of carpet that had already gone out of fashion when she was a kid, so he didn’t make a sound. Next to the front door the fat solitaire-playing goon slept, his rifle on his lap. Ellen didn’t like guns, which some people thought stra...