Orchard Grove (2015)
“ His gunroom seemed a million miles away from the spot in which Lana and I stood this morning. It even smelled fresh, like it had just been Febrezed. I made sure to feign an expression of absolute awe as soon as I stood stone stiff inside the open door frame, as if this were the very first time I’d been exposed to his collection of firearms.
“You see these weapons, Hollywood?” John said, waving his hand at the many pistols, automatics, and machineguns on display in the light-up cases. “I love them more than my wife.”
“You really mean that?”
“With all my frozen heart. Truth is, I’m not sure what it is exactly that I carry for Lana. It’s not love, I can tell you that. It’s more like a need, or a thirst I just can’t quench no matter how many trips I take to the well.” He pursed his lips, shook his hand, like he’d been struggling with the issue for years. “It’s the same way a lot of people end up feeling about her.”
Jesus H, I thought. Was this son of bitch actually opening up to me?
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