They talked in the shorthand of old friends and shared memories.
“Lord, You made us and gave us breath. May we do justice, love and mercy, and walk honorably before you this day. By the precious name of Jesus, I ask for your help to do this. Amen.”
“Curiosity was a bad character trait for a private investigator to have. It created work.”
“For every inch of skin, there is memory. Devils are so made. Saints, too, if you believe in them. His humanity has been broken as an old walking stick that once held up a crippled man named Thomas....”
“It frightens me that I can't do anything sensible about it.""Are you scared that you'll wind up with a boring job where you have to see the same people every day and drink instant coffee?""I'm more...”
“She'd be dead before the memories and pain were finally gone; she knew it, accepted it, and dealt with it.”
“While they talked they remembered the years of their youth, and each thought of the other as he had been at another time.”