Joe Burke's
Joe Burke's Last Stand
作者：Wetterau, John Moncure
体例：题 章数：53
字数：326,084 来源：Project Gutenberg
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章节目录
共 53 题- Copyright (c) 2003 by John Moncure Wetterau
- Joe Burke's Last Stand
- Every Story Is A Love Story
- John Moncure Wetterau
- Library of Congress Number: 00-193498
- ISBN #: Hardcover 0-7388-1663-9
- ISBN #: Softcover 0-9729587-2-X
- This book is for Rosy
- Joe Burke's Last Stand
- Your teeth will crack. Swallow it whole, and you've a treasure
- Beyond the hope of Buddha and the Mind. The east breeze
- Fondles the horses ears: how sweet the smell of plum."
- Max shook his head. "That's the deal."
- The next day, he called. "Mo? Nice show."
- Mo swiveled on her stool. "I've got to stop staring."
- Mo looked at her watch again. "It's that time, Joe."
- Joe sat straighter. "No kidding? What was he like?"
- He was surprised. "Uh, when?"
- Joe paused. "Sally thought that the mother had handled it badly."
- Alison bounced in her chair and clapped. "Good for her!"
- She said, "You know I've got to go home."
- He sighed. "So soon?"
- She bit her lower lip. "Don't say no, Joe. Just don't say no."
- Morgan explained, "Joe was too--what was it--delicate?"
- Joe raised his glass in Gilbert's direction. "Here's to friends."
- When Maxie was about fifteen, Joe used to quiz him on "Joe's Maxims."
- Joe: "Women?"
- Maxie: "Uh, women, women . . . All women are pear shaped!"
- Maxie: "Damn. An educated man--umm--knows what he doesn't know."
- Joe: "Right!"
- Joe's eyes opened wide. "I have to think about that."
- Brendan drank and cleared his throat. "Yowsir!"
- Jason sighed. "Yeah. It's a crap shoot from here on, guy."
- Mo thought. "She is pretty."
- She read his eyes for a moment and said, "That would be nice."
- Every Story is a Love Story
- Patrick laughed. "Is that what you call it?"
- Amber touched Willow's arm. "We're old timers."
- Patrick snorted. "Where's Beethoven?"
- Joe held up his glass. "Right on, Wendell."
- Hildy looked at him. "Hmmm," she said. "I'm a mother. And a cook."
- Parker slapped one knee. "It's over there--ha, ha--art . . . "
- Parker dropped him off at the Depresso. "Thanks for the raise."
- A voice crackled through the speaker, "O.K., just a minute."
- Patrick let out his breath. "I was wondering. I didn't say anything."
- God. Willow brought out the honey walnut loaf. "Anybody hungry?"
- Joe started to smile. "Look who's talking."
- Amber took another bite of shortcake. "Art's taking me to Nantucket."
- His face darkened. "Those idiots . . . "
- Her mother sighed. "Oh, Willow, I hope you're being careful."
- Aesthetic
- Muses too are easily bored
- You may find that