Her voice changed the way her face could. Train's voice: 'If there is no truth, saying it
She watched my face, smiling. 'Pretty good, huh? I gave him that one. He works the place in Brooklyn, I work here.'
'Your partner's gone. So's Elvira.'
'I'm still here. I know how to do it. There's plenty of kids. I'll always have me. I don't need anybody else.'
'You're garbage.'
'Am I? You think I loved you? Even when we were kids? It was Wesley I loved. He had the power. You…you're a weak, soft man. You were never hard. Me, I
I didn't say anything, watching her. The love Wesley never knew he had. He was better off where he was.
'You won't go to the cops either. That's not your way. The secret is to
She turned her back on me, walked out of the room, leaving me alone. Giving me a choice.
I closed the door behind me.
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AS I WALKED down the carpeted hall, a puddle of shadow moved. I nodded. Max drifted silently back the way I came, a key in his hand.
Andrew Vachss
Andrew Vachss has been a federal investigator in sexually transmitted diseases, a social caseworker, a labor organizer, and has directed a maximum-security prison for youthful offenders. Now a lawyer in private practice, he represents children and youths exclusively. He is the author of numerous novels, including the Burke series, two collections of short stories, and a wide variety of other material including song lyrics, poetry, graphic novels, and a 'children's book for adults.' His books have been translated into twenty different languages and his work has appeared in Parade, Antaeus, Esquire, The New York Times, and numerous other forums. He lives and works in New York City and the Pacific Northwest.
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