An interview with Ted Sanders, author of No Animals We Could Name.
"She had lost something, but she was not sure what."
"It was terrible the way we were fighting, Janine saying how many other girlfriends of yours are going to call me, pulling out the ashtray and stubbing her Doral cigarette..."
"This was the old days, back when you could go down to Tijuana without a passport."
"We go to the golf course with a case of Busch and two deep-sea fishing rods fitted with steel leaders."