Virginia Slims

“I smoked cigarettes—but not many—starting in my freshman year, when James Ennis, a junior who had a large glass right eye that didn’t move and who straightened the shelves three afternoons a week at Charkoudian Drug, stole me a carton of Virginia Slims as a sign of affection and kept it under his front seat as a guarantee I’d come back for another ride.”

Simon & Schuster: Hoopi Shoopi Donna

“Baiting the squirrel trap is no great challenge, assures the proprietor, a big-boned Irishwoman massaging the ash of a Virginia Slims cigarette between her lips while another burns down in the faux-crystal Foxwoods Resort Casino ashtray on the cluttered counter.”

Simon & Schuster: MY EMPIRE OF DIRT