❝ –– perhaps it’s true that things can change in a day. and when they do, those few dozen hours, like the salvaged remains of a burned house—the charred clock, the singed photograph, the scorched furniture—must be resurrected from the ruins and examined. and suddenly, they become the bleached bones of a story.
“Baffles you? Try getting a single quote out of any of these people for an article. One that paints this place in the best possible light! Then talk to me about baffling.”
“Seriously, if they hate the rain so much, why don’t they move? At least then I wouldn’t have to deal with everyone’s sheer bitchiness two h u n d r e d and twenty-six overcast days a year.”
