“St. Vincent’s mother had said to him. “It’s time you saw the face of the enemy.” St. Vincent, sitting in his car, another cigarette dangling between lips, checked his wristwatch. Twenty minutes to go. At the end of that time, whether or not Jonah had called, it would be time to confront Sydny. He inhaled the smoke deep into his lungs and, as the nicotine hit, his memory flowered open to meet his present self. He remembered the evening, unnaturally clear as a bell, with a full moon riding the co...rner of an animal-shaped cloud. Sitting next to his mother in the rattling Woody station wagon, he watched the swamps, the hunched trees, freighted with Spanish moss. The stench of sulfur and oil combined to coat the inside of his mouth. After what seemed a long time, they turned off the paved road onto a dirt track, bumping along for a mile or so. Abruptly, his mother stopped the car and they got out. Thick tendrils of fog curled about their ankles, though all the time they were driving the night had been perfectly clear.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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