The Land of Civilian was a dry bitter place where you sat in your car staring at drawn curtains and closed doors for hours on end, and where everything was a big, freaking secret.

that was the thing about luck, its laws were those of scarcity.

about Tommy, you went through your whole life craving these little pockets of time and missing them for more time than you had them.

There were men in their fifties, men who take a stab at fitness, men who try. They may not look young, but they still look viable. Lammers wasn’t one of those. Lammers was one of...