“I'm waltzing with the wrecking ball 'Cause this ain't my home anymore.” — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Marshall wished he knew what to call her, wished he could memorialize her somehow. There was dignity in eulogies, in little ribbons tied to trees, in a name.” — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Nobody wants to be alone. Sure, we fill our lives with people, faces that come and go, we love a lot only to lose… — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Michael Delaney used to be fat. Not puppy-padding fat—bursting-frankfurts-in-a-boiling-pot fat. He remembered gym class and swimming lessons. All of the thin guys who could… — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Yes, this was a haunted place. He had read about certain materials absorbing the sounds of their surroundings like divots in a vinyl recording,… — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Sin is like mold—the longer it lives, the blacker it becomes. And spores can’t be avoided. Never.” — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Starke entered his house a detective, slipped off his shoes and became a husband and father. It was five in the morning. The world… — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“I'm waltzing with the wrecking ball 'Cause this ain't my home anymore.” — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
“Marshall wished he knew what to call her, wished he could memorialize her somehow. There was dignity in eulogies, in little ribbons tied to… — Aaron Dries Copy Share Image
