“Sex Was Everywhere”
Lynn Schmeidler
"Sex was everywhere."
"The beetles could help her disappear, but not in the same way the others had. She would do it for a better life."
"And now I’m putting my plan into action. Starting today, I am going to really get back at you humans."
"There’s a little bit to unwrap here, but in essence, they want you to take part in a social experiment of sorts."
"I can’t leave her. I can’t lose her."
"There’s a palpable sense of comfort, knowing that they will soon be sick enough to fade into an unconscious haze."
"Was it possible Ashley crashed somewhere else last night?"
"When the fine folks of Boston think about organized crime in their fair city, if they think about the subject at all, they think of Whitey Bulger."
"I lost him. I let go of his hand to retie my laces and I lost him."
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