Nature Girl
Carl Hiaasen
Language: English
Pages: 304
ISBN: 0446581755
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
From "the funniest important writer in America" (Miami Herald) comes a tale that is gleefully zany and incisively sharp and now available in trade paperback for the first time.
a young woman watching the frenzy through binoculars. The Seminole blinked away the salt sting so that he could better focus on the woman, her hair showing chestnut in the afternoon sunlight. When she lowered the binoculars she looked very much like Gillian. Sammy Tigertail remained motionless, treading water and resisting an urge to wave. He was not dismayed by the idea that a rambunctious college girl in mesh panties might be searching for him, but at the same time he was grateful to the
times he’d been working at the call center during the dinner hour, so he hadn’t had to deal with telemarketers phoning his own damn house. “Please don’t hang up, Mr. Shreave. If I could just have a minute of your time-” “You’re new at this, aren’t you, Pia?” “No, sir-” “Come on, tell the truth.” “Okay, yeah. It’s my first week on the job.” “Thought so,” Shreave said. “Free piece of advice: Don’t ever tell the sucker not to hang up, because all you’re doing is putting the idea front and
Trail, where a family of tourists had piled out of an RV to snap pictures of a dead python on the road. Heading back toward town, Fry turned in to the trailer court where his mom lived. He passed two unchained pit bulls asleep near an empty black Escalade, and he thought it might be a good omen; usually the dogs were awake, waiting to chase him. When Fry reached his mother’s street, he sat down under a neighbor’s mango tree. From there he could see the painted trailer, and in the front yard
will most definitely find this person,” she whispered emphatically to her son, “one way or another.” Fry asked, “And then what, Mom?” She smiled. “And then I’ll sell him something he can’t afford. That’s what.” Two After nightfall Sammy Tigertail ditched the rented Chrysler in a canal along the Tamiami Trail. Then he hitchhiked to Naples and met his half brother Lee in the parking lot of an outlet mall. “Come home. You’ll be safer on the reservation,” Lee said. “No, this way is better
not only deranged, he’s overmedicated. Add the loaded shotgun and it’s party time. “If you’re not feelin’ good, I can steer for a while,” Dealey offered. “Yeah, right.” Piejack coughed once and spat over the side. Dealey turned in his seat so that he could see where the madman was taking him. Soon the brown river emptied into a broad calm bay fringed with dense trees. There wasn’t a hotel or a high-rise to be seen, which Dealey found surprising. Piejack gunned the throttle and the johnboat