“Who cared about literature, anyway? Petroleum and hip-hop were the topics of my generation.”
“’God
damn it,’ she said, pressing the heel of her hand to the headrest for balance and gripping the door handle with the other, both of them finally finding the right purchase, Sheppard shifting until he was nearly diagonal, his leg thrown over the stick and his foot smashed against the brake. ‘Are you ready?’ she whispered.”
“By this time the Professor was much better trained. He could do a handspring, make a series of fearful growling noises which had, nevertheless, a certain element of humor; and when the Reguibat removed the tin from his face they discovered he could grimace admirably while he danced.”
“'I’m not dead,' said Nawab insistently, without raising his head. 'The bastard’s right there in the reeds.'"
“Who cared about literature, anyway? Petroleum and hip-hop were the topics of my generation.”
“’God damn it,’ she said, pressing the heel of her hand to the headrest for balance and gripping the door handle with the other, both of them finally finding the right purchase, Sheppard shifting until he was nearly diagonal, his leg thrown over the stick and his foot smashed against the brake. ‘Are you ready?’ she whispered.”
“By this time the Professor was much better trained. He could do a handspring, make a series of fearful growling noises which had, nevertheless, a certain element of humor; and when the Reguibat removed the tin from his face they discovered he could grimace admirably while he danced.”
“'I’m not dead,' said Nawab insistently, without raising his head. 'The bastard’s right there in the reeds.'"
