Sublime

Charlie swallows hard. “Is he going to kill me?” “I don’t think so.” Beckett takes off his hat and drags his fingers through his hair, then tosses the hat to the side and cracks his knuckles. He points directly at the windshield, then at the pavement in front of him. “Hmm,” I amend. “Maybe a little bit.”

Christian discipleship shapes a person’s identity, an identity fashioned, ultimately, not by what one knows but by whom one loves.

The detective’s god is the truth, and you don’t get much higher or much more ruthless than that.

Gavin

Kurt.

Vincent was the beginning and end of what I knew. When he was afraid, I was terrified.

a character is what they do