Other versions by this Author
-
This Item Qualifies for Free Shipping!*
*Excludes marketplace orders.
List Price: $15.70
Rent Book
Select for Price
Rent Digital
$11.99
New Book
We're Sorry
Sold Out
Used Book
We're Sorry
Sold Out
How Marketplace Works:
- This item is offered by an independent seller and not shipped from our warehouse
- Item details like edition and cover design may differ from our description; see seller's comments before ordering.
- Sellers much confirm and ship within two business days; otherwise, the order will be cancelled and refunded.
- Marketplace purchases cannot be returned to eCampus.com. Contact the seller directly for inquiries; if no response within two days, contact customer service.
- Additional shipping costs apply to Marketplace purchases. Review shipping costs at checkout.
Summary
Tom "T" Walker, a 57-year-old businessman, knows better than to pickup a beautiful young woman hitchhiking with her dangerous-lookingboyfriend, but he stops for them anyway. He's been living alone, hislife ruinously off course, in such utter isolation from everyone he hasever loved that he welcomes the company and the excitement. But as Tfinds himself pulled into the chaos of their world in a way he willbarely survive, he comes to see his personal history and experiences inan altered and troubling light. Edward Falco brings stunning emotional depth and tense action tounforgettable characters as they journey through the mundane world toplaces where illusions fail and they must face their hidden selves.
Author Biography
Edward Falco was born in Brooklyn and teaches at Virginia Tech University in Blacksburg, VA. He’s the prize-winning author of Wolf Point, along with three previous collections—Sabbath Night in the Church of the Piranha: New and Selected Stories, Plato at Scratch Daniel’s, and the Richard Sullivan Prize winner, Acid—and a novel, Winter in Florida.
Excerpts
“Because—” She pulled her foot away from his thigh, tucking her feet under her again. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts as if trying to hug and fold herself into as small a space as possible. “Because,” she continued. “Though the plan was to rob you, I wasn’t ever really sure I’d actually let Lester go through with it.”
“Just out of curiosity,” T said. “What exactly was the plan?”
“I play like a hooker,” she said. “Which I’m not nor have I ever been, for the record. But I come on like a country tramp or a hooker or whatever once I figure you out; then I offer to go in the back seat with you while Lester drives.”
“And this is something you’ve done before?” T asked.
“No. It’s not. Though I think Lester here might have some similar past experiences. Lester?”
Lester didn’t answer. He leaned back in his seat with his arms spread out grasping the backrest to either side of him.
“Then what?” T pressed. “Once I get in the back seat with you?”
“You don’t make it to the back seat. Before you get there Lester hits you over the head with a piece of pipe he’s got stuck down the back of his pants.”
“That’s great, Jen,” Lester said, breaking his silence but not moving. “Thanks for taking away the element of surprise. What am I supposed to do now, hit him over the head while he’s driving?”
“Why don’t we drop the whole hitting-over-the-head thing?” T said. “It won’t be necessary. I already planned on taking you wherever you want to go.”
“Really?” Les said. “And did you plan on giving us your car and your money?”
When T didn’t answer, the Rover filled up with a silence that felt pressurized, as if it were pushing against the windows and doors. The vehicle continued rolling on, and Jennifer continued to sit with her feet folded under her, holding herself in her own arms, though she had turned to look out the front window and appeared to be quietly watching the sky as the last light faded and the somber clouds deepened toward darkness. T held the steering wheel with both hands and watched the road. Behind him, he could feel Lester’s presence where he occupied the whole of the back seat as if it were his throne.
“Just out of curiosity,” T said. “What exactly was the plan?”
“I play like a hooker,” she said. “Which I’m not nor have I ever been, for the record. But I come on like a country tramp or a hooker or whatever once I figure you out; then I offer to go in the back seat with you while Lester drives.”
“And this is something you’ve done before?” T asked.
“No. It’s not. Though I think Lester here might have some similar past experiences. Lester?”
Lester didn’t answer. He leaned back in his seat with his arms spread out grasping the backrest to either side of him.
“Then what?” T pressed. “Once I get in the back seat with you?”
“You don’t make it to the back seat. Before you get there Lester hits you over the head with a piece of pipe he’s got stuck down the back of his pants.”
“That’s great, Jen,” Lester said, breaking his silence but not moving. “Thanks for taking away the element of surprise. What am I supposed to do now, hit him over the head while he’s driving?”
“Why don’t we drop the whole hitting-over-the-head thing?” T said. “It won’t be necessary. I already planned on taking you wherever you want to go.”
“Really?” Les said. “And did you plan on giving us your car and your money?”
When T didn’t answer, the Rover filled up with a silence that felt pressurized, as if it were pushing against the windows and doors. The vehicle continued rolling on, and Jennifer continued to sit with her feet folded under her, holding herself in her own arms, though she had turned to look out the front window and appeared to be quietly watching the sky as the last light faded and the somber clouds deepened toward darkness. T held the steering wheel with both hands and watched the road. Behind him, he could feel Lester’s presence where he occupied the whole of the back seat as if it were his throne.
An electronic version of this book is available through VitalSource.
This book is viewable on PC, Mac, iPhone, iPad, iPod Touch, and most smartphones.
By purchasing, you will be able to view this book online, as well as download it, for the chosen number of days.
Digital License
You are licensing a digital product for a set duration. Durations are set forth in the product description, with "Lifetime" typically meaning five (5) years of online access and permanent download to a supported device. All licenses are non-transferable.
More details can be found here.
A downloadable version of this book is available through the eCampus Reader or compatible Adobe readers.
Applications are available on iOS, Android, PC, Mac, and Windows Mobile platforms.
Please view the compatibility matrix prior to purchase.