Why I Love Denis Johnson
He went out to find Mary in the kitchen in her shorty robe, standing over a frying pan with a cigarette jutting from her lips, humming a tune. "Steak and eggs," she said, "and guess what? Champagne."
"Juarez is coming up."
"Up where?"
"Up here."
"Shit. Here? Shit."
"Yeah. And the Tall Man."
"Is that monster still with him?"
"That monster's always been with him."
"Was he always like that? Born like that?"
Gambol said, "You mean tall?"
Mary laughed as if nothing was funny. "How did his face get like that?"
Gambol looked at the bloody hunks sizzling in the pan and said, "I'm not hungry."
-Nobody Move, by Denis Johnson
"Juarez is coming up."
"Up where?"
"Up here."
"Shit. Here? Shit."
"Yeah. And the Tall Man."
"Is that monster still with him?"
"That monster's always been with him."
"Was he always like that? Born like that?"
Gambol said, "You mean tall?"
Mary laughed as if nothing was funny. "How did his face get like that?"
Gambol looked at the bloody hunks sizzling in the pan and said, "I'm not hungry."
-Nobody Move, by Denis Johnson