Al was looking at me in disbelief. “Not your lover?”
“No.”
“But he is Rachel candy,” Al said, his confusion too honest to be faked.

“I pushed him back with a finger. “Your accent stinks. Go away until you get it …”

“Okay,” Glenn said as he stood. “We need to get this back to the . . . ah, foren…”

“Look at yourself right now. You’re half dead from blood loss, and you’re out sh…”

“Taking a breath, I stepped into the line to find him standing right where I’d l…”