the last book I ever read (The Long-Legged Fly: A Lew Griffin Novel by James Sallis, excerpt ten)

from The Long-Legged Fly: A Lew Griffin Novel by James Sallis:

“Por nada.”

This went on for some time. I remember my father sitting beside the bed for a week or two. Verne came in a few times and told me if there was anything she could do . . . Corene Davis bent down and whispered something in my ear, which later Earl Long tried to bite off. One night Martin Luther King was there, but nobody else saw him. I asked.