The Almanac of the Dead: a Novel
“Max got bored with turnpikes and big thoroughfares. Max favored narrow roads through the backwoods. He liked the orchards and fields full of dairy cows. But Mike Blue had been vehement: back roads placed Max where any cheap punk could gun him down.
Suddenly Max had found himself in the batter’s box where he could actually see the blurred shadows of the .38 slugs dropping away from the gun barrel straight at him. But the concentration necessary to see the slugs had slowed his body. The dive Max ...had made for the open car door had been from his baseball days too, but the slugs he had seen shattered the radio. The ones you don’t see are the ones that get you, Max had been thinking the instant a slug tore across his back and exploded in his left shoulder.
Leah’s eyes were bloodshot from crying. The newspapers were calling it a major gang war. Uncle Mike was dead on arrival, and the doctors did not expect Max to live. Leah had not been naive. She had known since she was a young girl that theirs was a family special and apart from all other families.MoreLess
Suddenly Max had found himself in the batter’s box where he could actually see the blurred shadows of the .38 slugs dropping away from the gun barrel straight at him. But the concentration necessary to see the slugs had slowed his body. The dive Max ...had made for the open car door had been from his baseball days too, but the slugs he had seen shattered the radio. The ones you don’t see are the ones that get you, Max had been thinking the instant a slug tore across his back and exploded in his left shoulder.
Leah’s eyes were bloodshot from crying. The newspapers were calling it a major gang war. Uncle Mike was dead on arrival, and the doctors did not expect Max to live. Leah had not been naive. She had known since she was a young girl that theirs was a family special and apart from all other families.MoreLess
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