“Laila could picture the flow of traffic all around her. From above, she watched the cars move along in streams like all those ants on her kitchen floor. What had they been looking for anyway? A crumb here, a speck… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
“Laila could picture the flow of traffic all around her. From above, she watched the cars move along in streams like all those ants… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
“What I’m saying is . . . remembering feels like time travel, right? Dreaming works the same way. Well, what if that’s all we… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
“Martha jumped into his path as he made his way through the kitchen, so Flip held out a hand for her. She rubbed against… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
“The whole planet would become one big interconnected web of cameras. It was all too much to fathom, this writhing, seething mass of digitized… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
“His abrasive, over-the-top style had earned him a loyal fan base, despite—or perhaps because of—the many scandals that dogged him throughout his career. He… — Cliff Jones Jr Copy Share Image
