“a Debs socialist. His son—my old man—sat down and cried when Taft lost the nomination to Eisenhower in ‘fifty-two.” She leaned back in the leather chair. “So when did the vote bug bite?” “In high school. I was a pretty… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“The eyes were larger and gray and in a certain light looked soft, gentle, and even innocent. Then the light would change, the innocence… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“She was wearing a dark-red swimsuit consisting of two small triangles up above and a mere suggestion of something down below. If she took… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“They were the only kind he ever wore, primarily because they were all exactly alike and when he reached into the sock drawer, he… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“Dying in vain isn't really all that bad since nearly everyone does it. It's the living in vain you really have to watch out… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“a Debs socialist. His son—my old man—sat down and cried when Taft lost the nomination to Eisenhower in ‘fifty-two.” She leaned back in the… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“The laugh came then, a marvelous honking hoorah so infectious that Dill felt it should be quarantined.” — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“The rain was steady and unrelenting and, like all steady and unrelenting things, boring.” — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
“The redheaded homicide detective stepped through the door at 7:30 A.M. and out into the August heat that already had reached 88 degrees. By… — Ross Thomas Copy Share Image
