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Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll
magicmountain:
--- Quote from: opinionista on December 06, 2006, 06:29:52 am ---LOL Wow Lucise, that is some legbone he has there!!!
--- End quote ---
Quite a boner if you ask me!!
MaineWriter:
For the Laramie Saga re-readers, today's assignment, chapters 11-15.
Chapter 11 is here: http://louisev.livejournal.com/5339.html
The deputy laughed softly and leaned over, reaching with one hand, the fingertips brushing over Ennis's clenched hand on his coffee cup. "Not you, Ennis, the alleged perpetrator. You are what they call the corroboratin material witness." Ennis felt his hand sting where Ellery's dry fingers brushed it, and he wanted to pull away. But he resisted, going stony-cold at the warm smile of the deputy.
Leslie
MaineWriter:
Another good quote from Chapter 11:
"I ain't never done nothin like this before," he replied.
"You mean go to a gay bar?" Ellery asked simply.
He nodded, saying nothing more.
"S'no big deal ta me."
"Maybe ta you."
Ellery leaned back and regarded Ennis with an unreadable look. "So what makes you special?"
"Listen mister, what right a you got to ask me all this? What -- are you queer too or somethin?"
Ellery was nonplussed, picked up his cigar and drew in a long, slow drag, never taking his eyes off Ennis. "That would be what I call one a those unanswerable questions, Ennis. For the sake a my job. But considerin I'm sittin here on my day off, at a queer bar, goin a all this trouble..." he leaned forward and put his face right up to Ennis's, where he could feel the harsh taste of the smoke in Ellery's breath ..."for a bunch a QUEER boys... then what the hell do you think?" He hadn't raised his voice, but he didn't have to. Ennis stared back at him, momentarily breathless, and utterly intimidated.
"Fair enough," he said at last. "Ain't nothin special bout me, except I ain't. I ain't... one a them gays."
Ellery laughed, setting down the cigar. "You mean out a the closet I think. Well it only took me about a second and a half to figure that out, Ennis. Much as I hate ta break it to ya, it didn't take no detective work."
Ennis scowled, not enjoying Ellery's humor in the least.
Leslie
MaineWriter:
A very important conversation, from Chapter 12:
"You ever been with a man Ennis?" that question again.
"Yeah. And so?"
"And so, you know, you ain't wonderin any more about yerself."
"No. Just wonderin about everybody else is all. Never met no other queers except..."
"What happened? Didn't work out? Wife find out?"
"Got. Killed." Ennis bit the words off. He didn't know why he was telling Ellery all of this, except that it seemed the man was genuinely interested. And lying didn't seem to be of much use.
"Sorry to hear it Ennis. Violence?"
"Don't know. Don't really wanna think about it, it wasn't all that long ago if you don't mind."
"Sure enough." Ellery drew in again on his nearly spent cigar, and looked around. "Where the hell are they? I gotta get a move on, and you boys prolly ought ta get Pete back here one way or the other."
Leslie
MaineWriter:
Chapter 13, in which we are introduced to Ellery's car for the first time, and also some classic Ellery-speak:
"Goddamn Bill, thinks with his dick. He made a comment. Yeah I'm about to 'make a comment' a my own."
Ennis smiled at Ellery's commentary but said nothing, and the deputy's long strides suddenly halted before a dark blue Chevy El Camino parked along the street down a little ways from the Red Stallion. "My coach awaits," Ellery said, unlocking the door for Ennis.
Ennis eased into the car, able to stretch his legs decently inside the large vehicle. "Nice car Ellery."
"I got long legs, those Fords suck when it comes to tall men. I see you know what I mean. And I hate drivin a truck."
Leslie
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