“Lawton said, “‘the cow owns me.’” They were having breakfast at the long picnic table on the upstairs porch overlooking Blackwater Sound. The water was iron gray and kicking up. Thorn noticed in the stiller water close to shore the V of ripples spreading out behind the fin of a bonnet head shark. “And who said that, Dad?” Alexandra sat beside the old man. She had on a white polo shirt and blue jeans and tennis shoes. Her long hair was tied back in a ponytail and her dark eyes sparkled quietly i...n the rising light. She didn’t look like a woman who’d seen a thousand corpses. A woman who’d probably see twice that many more before she retired. “Ralph Waldo Emerson said it. The famous American Buddhist.” Lawton brushed a crumb off the chest of his white T-shirt and reset the blue baseball cap, tightening it down on his thick white hair. Through the open bedroom door Thorn could see Sugarman perched on the edge of the bed with his cell phone pressed to his ear. Sugar wore the same faded black jeans and blue work shirt he’d had on yesterday.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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