“Was it possible that the best bit of him was shining forth, was surfacing? Some part of him, whatever it could be called—was there any name for it?—was going wild, he knew.” Lovely knockout of a little novel by Claire Keegan.
To anyone who gives a tax-deductible contribution of $500 or more to this online, unaligned, non-profit news organization in my city, I will mail you a personal apology for any character I ever killed or harmed in a TV drama. Or, what the hell, an apology for anything ever.
Big relief when you realize the person giving you the terror/scared/shocked face at the restaurant/bar/anywhere doesn't hate you but instead is just very, very high.
Toaster oven convention keynote speaker: Thanks for attending. I see we have a question.
Attendee: All those settings, bake, toast, reheat, they're all just the same thing, right?
Keynote speaker: That's correct. Also toaster ovens are now four hundred dollars.