Reading The Ivory Grin by Ross Macdonald
Describing Max Heiss:
“His little smile had a shamefaced charm, acknowledging that he had taken a running jump at manhood and still, at forty or forty-five, had never quite got his hands on it. —If it existed, the smile went on to wonder.“
“His words were soft and insinuating, breaking gently like bubbles between his pink lips. His breath was strong enough to lean on.”
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