Maybe falling off the wagon isn’t so smart. Best to stay safe. Retreat to the sofa, reach for the phone, resume scrolling. Let the algorithm be my guide.
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Beneath smoke now blackening the ceiling, Alan was sitting peacefully, chatting once more with his three new best friends, Snap, Crackle, and Pop.
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I’m doing my best to communicate with people who’ve been dead for centuries.
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For King’s characters, war is not just a flash on the nightly news, but ever-present and unavoidable, in real time or in recurring memory.
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I told her my surname. She shook her head. She meant the one that came before the surname and before the English first name on my passport.
