Wednesday, January 7, 2015



She opened one of the packs of cigarettes and took one out and lit it with a lighter. Where
have you been all day?

Went to get you some cigarettes.

I dont even want to know. I dont even want to know what all you been up to.

He sipped the beer and nodded. That'll work, he said.

I think it's better just to not even know even.

You keep runnin that mouth and I'm goin to take you back there and screw you.

Big talk.

Just keep it up.

That's what she said. Just let me finish this beer. We'll see what she said and what she didnt say.

No Country for Old Men, Cormac McCarthy

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