He spreads his fingers over my heart, like he’s holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory he’s won fair and square.
Rick YanceyThere's the bullshit you know that you know; the bullshit you don't know and know you don't know; and the bullshit you just think you know but really don't.
Rick YanceyTag: science-fiction
And in more than half the pictures, she isn't looking at the camera; she's looking at him. Not the way I would look at Ben Parish, all squishy around the eyes. She looks at Evan fiercely, like, This here? It's mine
Rick YanceyI'm here because they've killed almost all of us, but not all of us. And that's their mistake, son. That's the flaw in their plan. Because if you don't kill all of us at once, whoever's left are not going to be the weak ones. The strong ones- and only the strong ones- will survive. The bent but unbroken, if you know what I mean. People like me. And people like you.
Rick YanceyThe Great Gatsby's my favorite book," he says. "F. Scott Fitzgerald dedicated it to Zelda."
"His wife?" I say.
"Yeah. His crazy-ass wife who he had no business loving that much," he says, giving me a loaded look. "You know what their joint epitaph says? It's a quote from the book... Their kid picked it for them."
I shake my head. "What's it say?"
His eyes close halfway as he recites, "So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Because promises matter. They matter now more than ever.
Rick YanceyI'm one, too," he said.
"What?"
He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin."
What a shock.
"What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I asked.
"You wouldn't have hit me if you weren't.
I stare at her. I've always known that it's impossible to argue with Belinda, not because she's particularly good at it, but because she's so bad at it- that there is no common ground to work from. She simply sees the world she wants to see it and no amount of logic can change her mind.
Rick YanceyHe asks me what happened to my leg. I told him I was shot by a shark. He doesn't react. Doesn't seem confused or amused or anything. Like getting shot by a shark is a perfectly natural thing in the aftermath of the arrival.
Rick YanceyI don't move. I wait behind my log, terrified. Over the past ten minutes, it's become such a dear friend, I consider naming it: Howard, my pet log.
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