Select language, opens an overlay
Back to item details


If time inside had taught him one thing, though, it’s what really mattered in life. What he’d lost. What he had left. === “He says the cracks in you are so deep God’s own light can’t find the bottom.” === She passed a place that used to be her favorite restaurant and saw a group of teenagers arguing on the street corner. There was more of that now, too: anger, discontent. Unemployment was twice the national average, and every year it got harder to pretend the best times weren’t in the past. === She looked about in an apologetic way, and from a distance he could sense the unhappiness born of bad boyfriends and a meaningless job. She hoped life would be more. He understood that in a way most men would not. === “I’d stick with what you’ve got.” “And what’s that?” She stopped at his desk. “A mortgage, kids. Thirty extra pounds and a wife of what, nine years?” “Ten.” “Well, there you go. A loving family, thick arteries, and twenty years to retirement.”