The Laura Cardinal Novels
“He usually was. Every time he met someone he’d get to a place anywhere from fifteen to five minutes early, and even though he’d tried many times to recalibrate his timing, it never made a whit of difference. The result this time was that he found himself standing outside the Mineshaft Coffee Shop in Shoshone, California, the early morning chill seeping through his jacket, watching the sunrise. Hands stuffed into his pockets; he’d forgotten his gloves.
I’m too old for this, he thought as he stared out at the mountains. The mountains stood out like crisp blue cutouts against the pale morning sky, just a hint of lemon between two low peaks. He’d just driven all the way to Indiana and back, a turnaround of four days, and all he wanted to do was go home.
By thirty-seven years of age, you’d think I’d have a stable life like everybody else. But all that had been shot to shit a year ago. Now Rhonda had taken Sarah back to the family home in Indiana, and he was left out here, alone, except for... his tortoises.MoreLess
I’m too old for this, he thought as he stared out at the mountains. The mountains stood out like crisp blue cutouts against the pale morning sky, just a hint of lemon between two low peaks. He’d just driven all the way to Indiana and back, a turnaround of four days, and all he wanted to do was go home.
By thirty-seven years of age, you’d think I’d have a stable life like everybody else. But all that had been shot to shit a year ago. Now Rhonda had taken Sarah back to the family home in Indiana, and he was left out here, alone, except for... his tortoises.MoreLess
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