f901c92b44 Toward the end she switched to the breaststroke, her legs trailing like pale broken cables.We’ve only been married two years, she was thinking. The facial moisturizing cream that she applied at night smelled vaguely like insecticide.3. Joey had hollered and waved, but there was no chance of being heard above the clatter of the engines. Learn how to enable JavaScript on your browser . If she made it across the Gulf Stream, she’d finally be able to rest; ball up and float until the sun came up.She had momentarily forgotten about the sharks, when something heavy and rough-skinned butted against her left breast. No wonder Hemingway blew his brains out.” “That wasn’t here,” Joey had informed him. With Richard riding shotgun, the unlikely pair scour the state, undaunted by blinding storms, crazed pigs, flying bullets, and giant gators. He has long been writing smart, fizzy Floridian escapades that amount to pure reading pleasure.
It was only a drizzle, but Chaz knew it would drive the tourists indoors, stampeding for the lobster salad and electronic poker machines.The second crucial element of his plot was surprise, Joey being a physically well-tuned woman and Chaz himself being somewhat softer and out of shape. Now Hiaasen writes a column for the Miami Herald and is the author of many bestselling novels, including Star Island and Bad Monkey. Read More Advertising Editorial Reviews From the Publisher "A screwball delight so full of bright, deft, beautifully honed humor. Clinging blindly to a bale of Jamaican pot, Joey Perrone is plucked from the ocean by former cop and current loner Mick Stranahan. Copyright 1995-2014 Random House LLC. LocationsCelebritiesGroupsMomentsAboutCreate AdCreate PageDevelopersCareersPrivacyCookies.. Then again, it was a long way down to the water.He allowed himself a brief glance, but saw only whitecaps and foam in the roiling reflection of the ship’s lights.
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