“Hearing her say my name - a name I'd walked away from long ago - tore at my insides worse than any bullet could. It hurt like love. Like dying.” — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
“Just because you're thinking about stabbing somebody doesn't mean you have to be a dick about it.” — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
“You ask me, I'd guess heaven and hell look pretty much the same," I replied. "Only in hell, everything is just a little out… — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
“For my money, noir boils down to bleak humanism – or, to put it more plainly: shit options, bad decisions, and dire consequences. The… — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
“Ah, yes- 'God is love' and all that rot. Tell me, have you ever really stopped to think about what that means? Love is… — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
“Hearing her say my name - a name I'd walked away from long ago - tore at my insides worse than any bullet could.… — Chris F. Holm Copy Share Image
