Friday, August 7, 2020

 There are among us those with stunted, shrunken souls that will at their first opportunity gorge themselves on the marrow of our bones. 

Thursday, August 6, 2020

Potato, potato; tomato, tomato—there's no difference with the written words, she realized. 

Wednesday, August 5, 2020

It was possible to be both graceful and ungainly at the same time, he noted, watching the dove come in for a landing on his windowsill. 

Monday, August 3, 2020

So many of my childhood heroes were dying that I began to suspect the rapture was upon us. 

Sunday, August 2, 2020

Saturday, August 1, 2020

What began as a joke became a fast-moving train that Troy couldn't control.