Excerpt of the Day

Marty was a paunchy man with eyeglass lenses so oversized that their only beauty was a false sense of imbued vision.  His sallow colored hair was parted disingenuously to the right, so far right that its delineation could also be used as an unequivocal statement of his politics. Walter found that hair parted to an extreme could be used to effectively foreordain any man’s political compass point.  Extending a handshake he expressed a sincere wish that Walter wait for him in his office in the future as he blotted his forehead with a handkerchief. Marty went on to tell him that the list of available homes that met Walter’s criteria was nonexistent; reminding him that Elmira, Minnesota was no Malibu Beach. Walter wanted to say, “no shit.” but offered a sympathetic, cordial smile in its stead.

Excerpts from The Eyes to See Grace



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