He can phrase something so skillfully that I have to stop and laugh, or reread, or shiver.
1. Cowboys around a fire, pondering an unpleasant reality, from the story Luck:
They passed the bottle and moments passed silent and sullen as kicked dogs...
2. This is my long dark night of the soul?, from the story Chain Letter:
His Gethsemane bored him.
3. Your significant other leaves again, and this time, you realize, is the last time, from the story The Exit at Toledo Blade Boulevard:
The empty hangers in the big walk-in closet seemed ridiculous, poverty awaiting an abundance that would never occur again.
I raise my coffee cup in salute, Jack. Bravo, and thank you.