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Chapter One - … the deadest piece of ironmongery in the trade.
Chapter Two - As Cotton Increase and Mather might’ve said, the man was “a hissing and a byword.”
Chapter Three - It’s my fault, the Mexican problem? I killed “Viva Zapata,” por favor?
Chapter Four - Among Santa Claus’s “elves” were all those Spielberg children …
Chapter Five - Outside, a light snow fell, the first of the season …
Chapter Six - Bit of trouble scrambling about in small boats in the Yellow Sea …
Chapter Seven - A randy old fellow, always trying to peek at girls in the ladies’ …
Chapter Eight - “Just what is keelhauling? And does it hurt?”
Chapter Nine - When Jackson Pollock crashed and burned, they planted him there …
Chapter Ten - He drank hard and drove fast. And died trying not to hit a deer …
Chapter Eleven - “Thats’s the honey wagon. John K. Ott’s cesspool service …”
Chapter Twelve - Corny cards, silly notes. “You shall have great expectations . . .”
Chapter Thirteen - Had I been prettier, my father would have spent more time with me …
Chapter Fourteen - Burning churches, shooting priests, raping nuns at a great rate …
Chapter Fifteen - Emma looked about as harmless and vulnerable as a scorpion.
Chapter Sixteen - “Bill Gates? A nerdy guy in glasses. Invented the laptop or something …”
Chapter Seventeen - Lefty Odets “nearly” helped break “the Westies” and “almost” went on Letterman …
Chapter Eighteen - You fall in the Atlantic in winter. You’re dead within the hour …
Chapter Nineteen - Sis drove a powerful Range Rover with the logo altered to read “Deranged Rover.”
Chapter Twenty - He’ll look into a man’s eye and tell his age within a year.
Chapter Twenty-one - Sister Infanta is repudiated privately by the order of Mother Teresa …
Chapter Twenty-two - With Emma, not as a guest, but as a member of our family …
Chapter Twenty-three - There’ll be some happy little Shinnecocks this Christmas.
Chapter Twenty-four - “The count kept ordering wine. My mom had to speak sternly.”
Chapter Twenty-five - “Not a child’s fault, of course. Your choice of parents.”
Chapter Twenty-six - Like one of those old movies about Welsh coal miners. With Donald Crisp leading …
Chapter Twenty-seven - Damned Marleys shut us out. Them and their Hollywood friends …
Chapter Twenty-eight - I love Alix’s feet but prefer them toasty warm, if you know what I mean …
Chapter Twenty-nine - Then Peanuts and the lads raised their voices a cappella with the Marines’ Hymn …
Chapter Thrity - “Small blue sharks and dogfish was biting chunks out of me.”
Chapter Thirty-one - The Danube, ferocious mit cannons, und Turks! Dose bastards!
Chapter Thirty-two - The walk-in closet—the goddamned closet!—needs a $6,500 carpet …
Chapter Thirty-three - A promising little firm headed by two men called Allen and Gates …
Chapter Thirty-four - Jake and Brett are perfect together, always having cocktails and meeting bullfighters …
Chapter Thirty-five - The Brides of Christ have a mail-order account at Bloomie’s.
Chapter Thirty-six - “You’re not at all a plain girl. You’re a thin girl. Quelle différence …”
Also by James Brady
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