Shakespeare for Squirrels
Christopher Moore
"Well, death was a darkling dollop of dog wank."
"Well, death was a darkling dollop of dog wank."
"'Why should I talk to you?' the man scoffed."
"The morning after the clearly-not-business dinner, I knew I had to take some kind of action, but I was having trouble coming up with a next step that didn’t make me seem like a jealous shrew."
"Something else is in the water."
"At Ki-jeong’s mother’s house, the door to her sister’s room was always closed."
"Roy’s grandfather subscribed to several magazines, among them Time, Field & Stream, Sport, and Reader’s Digest, but the one that interested Roy most was San Francisco Bay Crime Monthly."
"He hadn’t expected Ash that Saturday morning, hurrying down the weathered wooden pier in her rope-soled wedges and skinny jeans, a slouchy silk sweater slipping down to reveal one perfect shoulder."
"Throughout his life, Linden has always thought of literature as something more than a distraction; in fact more like something inexcusably necessary."
"'What are those?' asked Jamison as they neared their destination."
"It’s something they’ve always done."
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