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Cute. Who is she?" "The devil." "Really. I thought the devil would be taller."
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If you're going to get technical, you're going to lose all your friends.
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At least if I was picking guys up in fits of drunken idiocy, they were not only handsome, but also even mildly clever.
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relationship-humor
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Behaving never got anybody anywhere fun,
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he had a tail. A bear's tail, short and waggily and not at all in keeping with the general size and ferocity of him. Except it was, because bears, after all, were large and ferocious. But they were also round through the waist and hip, whereas the Beast narrowed more like a lion. I might have expected a longer, lashing tail, but not the stubbly little thing that stuck out from the back of his trousers. I
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Much of my life appeared to be a lesson in not judging books by their covers.
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Americans and Irish. Separated by a common language.
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society dictated foolish amounts of discretion in response to bad behavior, especially for women.
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Thou shalt have no other gods before Me. She had always thought that meant other gods were false, and so not to be worshipped. Not once had she considered it could lend credence to their existence, and was meant to establish a hierarchy of belief.
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All I've got is a pocketful of attitude.
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What do you suppose we would do," I said conversationally, "if we ever had sex? I mean, what would we call each other? Captain and Walker? Morrison and Detective? Or would we just find excuses to not call each other anything?" --
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You think you're special? I promise you, you're not! That goddamned piece of stone is supposed to keep you safe while I try to figure out how to fix all the crap I've fucked up. I need you to have that rock, Morrison, because how am I supposed to do my job if I'm worrying about you? Sure, great, you gave the fucking thing to a beautiful woman, guess that makes you a real hero, doesn't it? Just like you're supposed to be, the handsome cop sa..
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The dancers were whisked away to the hospital suffering from severe electrolyte imbalances, which my mind insisted on processing as "severe acolyte imbalances." Once I'd been assured they'd be okay, I kept snickering at visions of little hooded figures singing Gregorian chants and stumbling around like drunkards."
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I can tell the difference between a Corvette and a Mustang. It was the woman sitting on the hood that got me flustered.
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Morrison was treading on very thin ice, the words strained, and the only reason he was doing it was for me. I looked at him and wondered what he'd do if I curled myself against his chest and held on. I didn't even think I had it in me to cry. I just wanted to be somewhere safe for a little while, and Captain Michael Morrison's arms seemed like the safest place in the world right then.
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what mattered, what really mattered, was that I could just maybe save one person. Nobody could save every one, but I could help individuals, and that, when I got right down to it, was a hell of a thing.
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I had come to regard pride as the defining characteristic of a gentleman, when indeed I should think the word itself, gentleman, should impress upon me what aspect I ought to have settled on as the defining one.
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except my eyes had fallen right off the vista and landed on a black 1967 Chevy Impala. It didn't belong up here in the woods any more than Petite might've, but it was a beautiful car. Gary parked a few spaces down from it and I got out to walk circles around it. Kansas license plates. I patted the Impala's hood and mumbled, "Long way from home, aren't you, baby?" before reluctantly turning away."
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I was bad at relationships. I was bad at reading between lines, at figuring out what people really meant if they didn't actually say it, and at being charming or flirty or whatever it was, exactly, that women were supposed to do to attract men.
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I updrive a Bronco." "How environmentally irresponsible of you."
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Disaster's good for the oligarchy. Ha," Billy said to my goggle-eyes. "Fair's fair. You pull out 'exsanguinate,' I pull out 'oligarchy.'" "I'm in awe. There's nothing sexier than a guy with a big vocabulary. Don't tell your wife I said that."
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