In a few of the free moments or when standing around waiting for others, I read on my Kindle.
Right now, great revitalization of the old Pulp novels: Money Shot by Christa Faust. (Hard Case Crime #40)
“I felt like I would die if I didn’t rinse off. There was no soap and the rusty, lukewarm water dribbled out of the showerhead like blood from the wrist of a reluctant suicide.”
Sweet
That’s an amazing bit of description. Wow.
Deeeeeelicious.
Amazing imagery. There’s a package on it’s way to you.