In the middle of a wrist's suicide slash-line, below the layered skin and above the pulse, there's an acupuncture point that says, “Get back to who you were meant to be.” — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
In the middle of a wrist's suicide slash-line, below the layered skin and above the pulse, there's an acupuncture point that says, Get back to who you were meant to be. This is the heart spot, the center. Your whole… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“I asked the cardiologist why an electrocardiogram was called an EKG, instead of an ECG. He said, "Nazis. Nazis invented the machine." After he… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
In the middle of a wrist's suicide slash-line, below the layered skin and above the pulse, there's an acupuncture point that says, “Get back… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“I whispered, "Do you have a rubber?" He laughed, hushed, a laughing whisper, as though his parents were in the next room, and reached… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“The day Travis met Lu he was in his best suit—dark blue, pinstripes, a necktie. Women his age would see right through his sweat… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
To read 'Happy Talk' is to crash a party as vivid and surreal as Felini's 8. It's the business of show business, the American… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
In the middle of a wrist's suicide slash-line, below the layered skin and above the pulse, there's an acupuncture point that says, Get back… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“Which on am I?" I drew my left eyebrow in a high, puzzled arch. "Which what?" Crack reached for her makeup kit. "Bottom or… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that’s not the one. When you… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“She didn’t call. That was good. If she called, she’d have a chance to cancel.” — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“Buying kids booze was against the law but hell, it wasn’t the worst thing he’d done. After that, it turned into a thing—they’d see… — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
“Playing Frisbee gave Sean permission to look at Lu, across a short distance. He didn’t have to feel stupid for staring.” — Monica Drake Copy Share Image
