“His will to live was waning, and it made him almost transparent, as though rather than dying, he might just disappear one day, leaving behind only a vague scent of regret.”
Ian Morgan Cron“His will to live was waning, and it made him almost transparent, as though rather than dying, he might just disappear one day, leaving behind only a vague scent of regret.”
Ian Morgan Cron, Jesus, My Father, The CIA, and Me: A Memoir. . . of Sorts