The problem with a life spent reading is you know too much.

She didn‟t look like the athletic type to me.”

“Maybe Nemov carried her. He looked like he could.”

“He looked like he could carry his SUV. I don‟t know why he didn‟t.

A pause followed my greeting. Then “We’re watching you ” whispered the voice on the other end.
“Yeah? Did you see what I did with my keys? ”
Silence. Then dial tone.
These younger demons. So easily discouraged.

'Darling, you have to come home,' she started in as soon as I answered. 'You cannot possibly want to stay in that... that tomb with bodies falling out of the wall!'

'I don't know why not,' I replied. 'It's everything a ghoul could ask for.'

I turned back to the television. After a while what I was staring at registered. “Hey, this is The Long Goodbye."
Jake opened his eyes. “What?"
"This movie. It's Robert Altman's take on Chandler's The Long Goodbye. ‘Nothing says good-bye like a bullet.’”
"I don't know,” said Jake. “Sometimes the words are enough.

You are wise, witty and wonderful, but you spend too much time reading this sort of stuff.