“The owner of the Post Office was called Maurice. A sixtyish-year-old with a large red nose that was pebble-dashed with broken capillaries, and a smooth bald head with a fuzz of grey hair around the side like the tide mark… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“We were left with nothing because of a love like acid that ate its way through our entire family.” — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“He summoned you into the circle, Scott. For whatever reason, I don't know. But now you've left, you've become a loose thread. He won't… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“He had done nothing on Christmas day, just wandered around outside in the frozen woods. Hard ground, chill winds and bare branches that looked… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Decker smiled and shrugged off their laughter. The humour was only barbed if you sat on the outside, and now he was one of… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Around the outside of the room other beautiful women wearing little or nothing at all flitted between the infatuated, intoxicated men, sometimes luring them… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“The craggy lines that made up the character in his face now seemed like scars of defeat, inflicted on him over time.” — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Scott could feel the contents of his stomach flip over and over on themselves. He turned to the side and retched, frothy yellow bile spilled out onto the newspaper covered floor, filling the room with the putrid stench of previously ingested alcohol. 'Look's like someone can't hold their drink,' McBlane said, and Dominic and Shugg laughed. Scott was still staring… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share
“The guard looked down at the scarlet bloodstains blooming on his chest. He appeared to think of something that he needed to say, but… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“He turned and saw Becky, crying in the doorway of her house. What was he doing here? Turning back he saw flashing blue lights… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“The blast of hot air lifted Tazeem from his feet and threw him onto his back in the road. He blinked up into the… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Sometimes he missed the numbed, walking-underwater feeling feel that the cocktail of narcotics used to give him. But if a situation went down in… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Scott glanced at his watch but didn't register what it said. The notion of time had become as absurd as the quietly glowing trees.” — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
