All tagged Old Man

First Lines, 10/11/13

First lines of the novel I won't be writing today:

"'I don't like telling stories,' the old man muttered. 'I have no use for them.'

He reached for his coffee, and his eyes fixed on a photograph hanging on a distant wall, taking on a ghost-town vacancy. After a moment, he mumbled this non-sequitur: 'They can't kill a memory. Only time can do that.'…”