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“You know what? I thought you loved me. I don’t mean I was your great love. Not that special, once-in-a-lifetime-if-you-get-real-lucky love. But a whole lot more than…than just liking me, I guess. I guess I just told you too much truth, didn’t I?” “No, you didn’t. You told me just enough. And you showed me a lot more.”

His hands were as steady as a dead man’s pulse. THIS IS CLASSIC VACHSS!

When violence erupts at me, the same thing always happens. A tiny white dot lasers in my brain, bathing the world in a blue-edged light. I watch myself move through that blue-edged light, like a man underwater, everything so very slow. Later, I can play it back, like a stored VCR tape. Over and over again. What I can never do is erase it.

"In my world, you get even because you're nothing if you don't, but it's never enough. It can't be. You can't really get even. You can make someone who hurt you dead, but whatever they took from you is never coming back."

NYC. Gotta love it! "A jogger passed us. He was wearing a white bodysuit with orange fluorescent bands around the sleeves and thighs. On his back was embroidered, 'Runner Carries No Cash.'"

"I stopped by a deli on my way home, planning on grabbing a sandwich to go. But the tuna looked suspicious and the egg salad looked downright guilty, so I passed."