A writer, like a sheriff, is the embodiment of a group of people and without their support both are in a tight spot.
Craig JohnsonMots clés writer
He mulled that over. "Sheriff Connally woulda let us shoot 'em."
I reached over and took his coffee away from him. "Yep. Lucian probably would have done the job himself, but we're living in more enlightened times." I drained his cup and handed it back with a smile. "Ain't it grand?
Mots clés coffee shoot enlightened-times sheriff
It was the second time that day that I stood looking at a space where a large thing wasn't where it was supposed to be.
Craig JohnsonThe place was packed as we flooded in, all the patrons freezing at the sight of an armed sheriff, two deputies, an Indian, and a construction worker; we probably looked like the Village People.
Craig JohnsonMaybe there really isn't any such thing as mortality; life simply wears us out with love.
Craig JohnsonYea, verily, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of deah, I will live forever. If I don't, I sure as hell won't become an unattended death in the state of Wyoming with sheep shit all over me. - Walt Longmire
Craig JohnsonThere are only three major vote getting days in Absoroka County, and I can't remember the other two. "Oh God, no. It's Pancake Day." I thought about shooting myself. I could see the headlines: Sheriff shoots self, unable to face pancakes.
Craig JohnsonMots clés pancakes
I looked over at her; if women knew how good they looked in the dash light of oversized pickup trucks, they'd never get out of them.
Craig JohnsonI thought about Maggie and how passion was a difficult thing to sustain, but that friendship had a pace that could go on forever.
Craig JohnsonHe looked at me. “If I were a creek, I would be where the ground slopes.”
“Right.” Sometimes it was good to have an Indian scout.
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