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They’ve been married fourteen years and Corinne knows the mouth her husband is currently wearing. It means he’s close to blowing his stack. In the spacious backseat, Billy Brown and Mary Brown sit flanking Granpop, who has his big old black shoes planted on either side of the driveshaft hump.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
Read the book snippet Spoilers · On Slide Inn Road
Mary persists. “Baseballs,” Billy says. “Granpop’s got baseball on the brain. Just read your funnybook and shut up. Don’t distract me. I’ve made it to level five.” “If Nan had been born with balls, she could have played pro,” Granpop says. “That bitch was good.” “Donald!” Corinne Brown nearly shouts.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
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Donald Brown has never had much to say about his sister, good or bad, but he must feel something for her or he wouldn’t have insisted they make this trip. He insisted on his old Buick, too.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
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Frank Brown is driving with his eyes slitted and his mouth compressed to a fine white line. Corinne, his missus, is riding shotgun with her iPad open in her lap, and when Frank asks her if she’s sure this is right, she tells him everything is fine, steady as she …
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
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“No doubt,” says Pete. Frank holds out his hand. “Frank Brown. This is my wife, Corinne, and my father, Donald.” “Pete Smith,” says the fat young man. “Galen Prentice,” says the redhead. There are handshakes all around. Granpop mutters “Meetcha,” but hardly gives them a glance. He’s looking at Billy.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
Read the book snippet Spoilers · On Slide Inn Road
They’ve been married fourteen years and Corinne knows the mouth her husband is currently wearing. It means he’s close to blowing his stack. In the spacious backseat, Billy Brown and Mary Brown sit flanking Granpop, who has his big old black shoes planted on either side of the driveshaft hump.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
Read the book snippet Spoilers · On Slide Inn Road
It contains Nan’s baseball souvenirs. Mad about baseball she was, he tells them. There are baseball cards that he says are worth a fortune (Frank Brown fucking doubts this), her college softball glove signed by Dom DiMaggio, and the prize of all prizes, a Louisville Slugger signed by Ted Williams.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker
Read the book snippet Spoilers · On Slide Inn Road
“No doubt,” says Pete. Frank holds out his hand. “Frank Brown. This is my wife, Corinne, and my father, Donald.” “Pete Smith,” says the fat young man. “Galen Prentice,” says the redhead. There are handshakes all around. Granpop mutters “Meetcha,” but hardly gives them a glance. He’s looking at Billy.
On Slide Inn Road ↗ (paid link)By Stephen KingCollected in You Like It Darker