Paper Matches My aunts washed dishes while the uncles squirted each other on the lawn with garden hoses. Why are we in here, I said, and they are out there? That’s the way it is, said Aunt Hetty, the shriveled-up… — Paulette Jiles Copy Share Image
“Monk might have even written a message on the cloth, using the AG-7 astronaut pen he always carried in his jacket. But I didn’t need a message. I knew.” — Hy Conrad Copy Share Image
