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I am drawn to these victims because I was there the night they were killed.

He was nervous and ill at ease, but my bearing seemed to reassure him.

He’s clear about his wishes: to die in this house, in his own bed.

You don’t feel anything when they cut you, not at first, just the blood.

He studies their mannerisms, looking for clues to the psycho spirit.

In exchange for our labor, we would each be given a new set of clothes.

I don’t think I was very frightened. I was simply hungry for home.

How did I ever survive? Maybe I didn’t. Maybe I died back there.

The caved-in storefront looked as if a missile had slammed into it.

He said, every night you close the store, I watch you walk to your car.

Half the women around here have a husband in some kind of fix.

There was a dry snap inside the door of the safe. “There it is.”

On that still, snowy day, Mick’s neck popped like a flaming log.

After days of torture in secret prisons, they were about to let him go.

“Folks need other folks, that’s all I mean. Especially here in the Ohio.”

Rebecca beheld the sword which was suspended over her people.

The Kid came back from the post trader’s store with a six-shooter.

“We have heard that this blackened smear is art. We do not see it.”

The house of our relationship is a fort. Blanket fort. Tree fort.

There in front of the house was his son’s ratty old Thunderbird.

The sense of power that flights of temper evoke will betray you.

Any society that fails to protect its children is in terminal decline.

Hannah Sarvasy

She was no man’s dark dream, only a girl forced to swim half-clothed.

The child is too perfect to be human; too perfect, truthfully, to exist.

The stupider the president the more power you arrange for him.

Of course he escaped. He would be the one. My legendary brother.

Six other guests smoked Marlboro Lights, and ashtrays filled up.