“Scott could feel the contents of his stomach flip over and over on themselves. He turned to the side and retched, frothy… — 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… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“A shaft of moonlight illuminated a row of sentinel silver birch in a phosphorescent glow, appearing almost ethereal in the relative surrounding… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“The eastern sky was red as coals in a forge, lighting up the flats along the river. Dew had wet the million… — Larry McMurtry Copy Share Image
“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,… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
“Fair enough, that's what most people look for to begin with, but money can be a sliding scale, the more you have,… — R.D. Ronald Copy Share Image
