There was something in there with us. That’s the only real way to put it. Something was there but wasn’t, and it crept inside us all and we didn’t even notice. And we took it with us, and it’s still inside. Waiting. In me.
December 14, 2019
The second house (outside of Philadelphia) went fine. Nine days total for the job; two in a Best Western eating pizza and looking at floorplans… the rest watching and waiting off the road near the house. The house was big and I guess what was most striking about it was that it was curved.
November 27, 2019
Yes sir. I guess, uh…Marcus was about 4? When he uh…started talking about Duppy. Of course, at first I didn’t pay much attention. I was clocking 80 hours a week in the field and FBI Seattle was expanding, and well, so was my case load.
November 15, 2019
The world is lopsided when you don’t sleep. People and places slouch towards you, twisting, and its only later that you realize, in the soup that is your mind, that it was you moving under your own power then.
October 30, 2019
Everyone talks about their lives in stages, whether they know it or not. Oh, that, that was childhood. I was a teenager then. My twenties… Middle-age. My twilight years. I stopped doing that somewhere around my centenary, but not because I chose to, it was because I couldn’t keep track any longer.
September 15, 2019