“He took himself off to bed. He wasn’t going to sit there and wait for an answer like he had sent e-mail to God. God didn’t exist, but he prayed regardless that all this would be gone in the morning.… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
“It rained for four days and four nights, hard. Aniline wasn’t used to it. At first in the neighborhoods, ditches adjacent to the streets handled the flood. The water finished filling the ditches and hid the potholes in the roads. Rain then brimmed the streets over, making Aniline into Venice. It eventually spread out in the low spots in the… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share
“Women and men in scrubs swept into the room and checked the monitors and the bags. They strode out, nodded at the quartet slumped… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
“He pulled on a coat and walked down the flight of stairs from the head house into the distribution floor. Then he walked to… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
“He took himself off to bed. He wasn’t going to sit there and wait for an answer like he had sent e-mail to God.… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
“Flambé - done beside a table covered in crisp starched linen in a French restaurant: a method to burn food and money simultaneously.” — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
“He had to wait in the sitting room for forty-five minutes. The room smelled of disinfectant and potpourri—he had the outlandish sensation he was… — Scott Archer Jones Copy Share Image
