“What? An alien. You think I'm from outer space." She snorts in disbelief. "I'm Kelly Tillman, you dumb-ass. From 41 Montana Avenue, Valentine, Texas. What's left of it. I canned seventh grade for a piece-of-crap job with lousy tips and… — Philip Webb Copy Share Image
“This is a robbery. Sorry for the inconvenience'n'all but if you don't line up out here at the count of five then I'm gonna… — Philip Webb Copy Share Image
“Visitation Day - I was not even born yet when the world stopped turning, twenty years ago. It is hard for me to imagine… — Philip Webb Copy Share Image
“Great," mumbles Kelly. "Bat stew cooked on a bat shit fire by an old bat.” — Philip Webb Copy Share Image
“What? An alien. You think I'm from outer space." She snorts in disbelief. "I'm Kelly Tillman, you dumb-ass. From 41 Montana Avenue, Valentine, Texas.… — Philip Webb Copy Share Image
