Status Updates From Almanac of the Dead

[she] had never like to look at [his] face, which was pasty white and had no chin. His pale blue eyes had always had the shine of a true believer in the white race. Arizona had been overrun by poor whites like [him]. So while [she] avoided looking at his face, she always studied the rest of him, and of course the first thing her eyes caught was the .45 automatic.

Sometimes this book has me like "sheesh! Yeeeow! Youch!! Yipes!!!"