# Thin Slice of Life  ## Metadata - Author:: [[Miles Arceneaux]] - Full Title:: Thin Slice of Life - Category: #books ## Highlights > Still, O.B. needed no personal incentive to aggressively pursue his task. In O.B.’s mind, the bad guys had crossed a clearly marked line. Whoever the shooters were, their conduct posed a genuine threat to the State of Texas in that the sons of bitches had missed. These particular badmen, like most criminals, had a good idea but poor follow-through. O.B. had no use for a poor shot. ([Location 560](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=560)) > Miguel Negron had not grown up misunderstood or with poor self-esteem. He didn’t have “issues.” He was a bad man who had done bad things. ([Location 954](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=954)) > bravado. It came off him like a pheromone reek. ([Location 2521](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=2521)) > crepuscular ([Location 3014](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=3014)) > “What I meant was, if we were gonna get married, uh, eventually . . . soon I hope. . . .” Hadnott looked around at the awful paintings, the bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the wheezing, dripping window unit, the hot plate with the cans of Wolf Brand Chili, Ranch Style Beans (“They’re Husband-Pleasin’!”), the jar of Pace Picante Sauce and a box of saltine crackers that constituted Hadnott’s pantry and, lastly, the sagging queen-size bed. ([Location 4345](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=4345)) > Beside, if I no show up for lunch shift, Miss Leona will fire me for certain. Then I be up. . . .” “Shit creek?” O.B. offered. “Yeah,” she smiled, more broadly and kissed O.B. again, more emphatically. “We have same creek in Vietnam.” ([Location 4373](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=4373)) # Thin Slice of Life  ## Metadata - Author:: [[Miles Arceneaux]] - Full Title:: Thin Slice of Life - Category: #books ## Highlights > Still, O.B. needed no personal incentive to aggressively pursue his task. In O.B.’s mind, the bad guys had crossed a clearly marked line. Whoever the shooters were, their conduct posed a genuine threat to the State of Texas in that the sons of bitches had missed. These particular badmen, like most criminals, had a good idea but poor follow-through. O.B. had no use for a poor shot. ([Location 560](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=560)) > Miguel Negron had not grown up misunderstood or with poor self-esteem. He didn’t have “issues.” He was a bad man who had done bad things. ([Location 954](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=954)) > bravado. It came off him like a pheromone reek. ([Location 2521](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=2521)) > crepuscular ([Location 3014](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=3014)) > “What I meant was, if we were gonna get married, uh, eventually . . . soon I hope. . . .” Hadnott looked around at the awful paintings, the bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling, the wheezing, dripping window unit, the hot plate with the cans of Wolf Brand Chili, Ranch Style Beans (“They’re Husband-Pleasin’!”), the jar of Pace Picante Sauce and a box of saltine crackers that constituted Hadnott’s pantry and, lastly, the sagging queen-size bed. ([Location 4345](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=4345)) > Beside, if I no show up for lunch shift, Miss Leona will fire me for certain. Then I be up. . . .” “Shit creek?” O.B. offered. “Yeah,” she smiled, more broadly and kissed O.B. again, more emphatically. “We have same creek in Vietnam.” ([Location 4373](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00A3T5W0Q&location=4373))