“I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our spliffs. My fingertips tapped the stem to the gizmo that dinged a bell. Nobody came out.… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“Payne sought clarification. “Vertical or horizontal?” “Horizontal, of course.” “Sorry but I can’t help you.” “Will you pipe down for a minute? Naturally she… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“I cadged a complimentary green matchbook with a gold bird icon from the Bell canning jar. Later we'd use the matches to light our… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“Petey Samson gave the ladies an over-the-shoulder glance. He realized no doggie treat was forthcoming, even from Isabel who was usually the soft mark… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“Sheriff Fox was running his fingers through his thin hair. In a few short years, he’d look bald as a peeled apple. The Snoop… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“Shouldering the duffel bag with the Marine Corps bulldog, Old Man knocked Jan's photo off the bed table. He turned to stone staring down… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“From Chapter 1: The main rub was the lack of RnR and I burned out. Three years and three stripes later, I ejected from… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
“Quote is taken from Chapter 1: A decade ago when Isabel’s husband Max had died, they’d moved in together and merged their possessions. Neither… — Ed Lynskey Copy Share Image
