I'm the literary equivalent of a Big Mac and fries.

“He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies i…”

“Seven, Richie thought. That's the magic number. There has to be seven of us. Th…”

“What we like to think of ourselves and what we really are rarely have much in c…”

“Any fool who can pucker is apt to whistle past the graveyard.”