Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Dance at the Slaughterhouse


She nodded. “ ‘That’s him,’ I said. ‘That’s Leveque.’ They bring me back here and I got to let them into his room. They walked in and I walked in after them. ‘You can go now, Mrs. Eigen.’ ‘That’s all right,’ I said. ‘I’ll stay.’ Because some of them are all right but some of them would steal the money off a dead man’s eyes. Is that the expression?”
“Yes.” 
“The pennies off a dead man’s eyes. Pennies, not money.”
Dance at the Slaughterhouse
-Lawrence Block


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