I cringed as the band oozed into the next chord. If notes were cars, I think there was a D major under the wreckage.

This look said I was uncomfortably near some line. Nikos had a lot of lines, all hidden. If you shot a marble in on one side of his personality, instead of coming out the other it would bounce on secret internal walls and shoot out in some unpredictable way. I suspected some of those ways were deadly.

There were pecans, there were cashews and then there was just plain nuts.