"The broad smile returned to her face, and she giggled, a grating, mechanical sound, like a hinge starting to lose its lubrication. “You’re a funny man, Mr. Carlton! Very funny man.”
“I don’t know how you drink that stuff,” his companion replied, his own cup releasing the gentle steam of his drink of choice, a recently-topped off black coffee. “Smells like a funeral home, even from here.”
Had other societies done this? Oddly enough, he could not clearly remember.
The biblical books of Kings are rich, but can be challenging to read for many reasons, not least of which is the fact that many of the names are very similar to each other. (King Jehoiachin and King Jehoiakim, anyone?) It's like reading a novel with a couple who’s names are Bobbi and Bobby: "Why … Continue reading There’s a good chance we know the killer’s name