snippets from books
Andy accepted the sheriff’s offer to sleep in an empty jail cell and save a little money. Up from his hard cot at daybreak, he ordered breakfast in a chili joint so small that a dozen customers would have been three too many. The steak was thick, however, drowned in grease-and-flour gravy and sided by a generous helping of scrambled eggs. The coffee was strong enough to walk by itself. That was the way Andy liked it.