“That’s what friends are for,” Sheba said. “I don’t know what they’re for,” I told her. “So that we don’t get out of our depth,” Mouse said.” — Ronald Frame Copy Share Image
“He had made a fairly unambiguous pass at her, as she was getting out of the cab. But event that had come to nothing. Sheba said that she had sensed something resentful about him, as if he begrudged her for… — Zoë Heller Copy Share Image
