“But from what we both experienced this afternoon, I'm sure you'll relish every moment of it.” “Starla, I'm—” Ashley caught herself before blurting, I'm married and I love my husband. Instead, she said, “This afternoon, I'm not sure ...
... and you and Sanon will visit me once a year, and bring your children with you. I will exclaim how they have grown, and congratulate you on your brood, your loving wife, on the opal torque clasped around your neck. You will pester me ...
You will pester me, at the end of each visit, to come to the city. You will, in your heart, think to yourself that I live alone because I like to suffer. You will think I could have the choice to be free, but will not take it.
You will pester me, at the end of each visit, to come to the city. You will, in your heart, think to yourself that I live alone because I like to suffer. You will think I could have the choice to be free, but will not take it.
Following the success of his latest novel, Travis Glasgow and his wife Jodie buy their first house in the seemingly idyllic western Maryland town of Westlake.
Cultures clash and passions collide when a stunning deathbed confession by his mother sends Evan Dark, the heir to a sprawling South Carolina plantation, to England in search of information about the father he never knew.
He brushed her aside, trying to catch Wright's eye, but his assistant didn't see him. He was engaged in conversation with a prominent New York dealer. Sir Kenneth turned at the sound of an argument. He recognized a guest in the midst of ...
Tomorrow?s World There are no more butterflies, no coral reefs or rainbows.
up until Doc Pearson made it out that evening.” He remembered the sheet covering her was too short, and her legs below her knees and the soles of her feet were just a mass of wrinkles. “She'd probably swum about,” the old man said.
Across the road was a marsh-like expanse with thigh-high weeds. A waterfilled channel cut a serpentine path through the marsh and opened to a large body of water in the distance. On her side of the road, rectangular flooded fields, ...
It’s not his job to care about how he achieves his goal. Yet Jenny’s accusing eyes are starting to hold the whole world for him, and that isn’t good at all. Not when the people he works for aren’t about to leave her alone.
A harrowing trio of murder, romance, and power propel the action forward in this story about little Jenny Waring.
Elaine and I had both watched the quiet but intellectual Tanner struggle with alcoholism when we'd first met him at UFC 18. Tanner would drink heavily at the after parties, sometimes to the point that he wouldn't remember what he'd done ...
In this intimate profile of an unlikely poker champion, the life story of Yang is laid out--from his difficult Hmong childhood to his success as a professional poker player.
Jerry Yang. the loud, sorrowful cry as families carried bodies through the camp on their way to the cemetery. Every day was funeral day. Death didn't always come because of sickness or accidents, either. One day relief workers passed ...
Samurai again, and by Ali Griffith. The Law of Parsimony demanded Bonnie connect these incidents together, especially in light of the fact that the e-mail— presumably Ali's e-mail—containing the same nickname would be fired off not ...
When Alan Hammerstun inherits a quaint ranch house in the foothills of the Great Smoky Mountains, he and his wife Heather seize the opportunity to leave New York and the haunting aftermath of two miscarriages.
Five-year old Stephen's mother is dead, yet her spirit hovers over Stephen.
Bruce was ill then, desperately ill. I told Hogarth that I was going to my brother, and then I warned him not to tell anyone else I was back. I hurried here, to this tower. Hogarth had told me that Bruce had been melancholy since he ...
Adams. He's ... it's all my fault.” I wept inconsolably again into my hands. Mrs. Carlisle placed a glass of water on the desk beside me. “What happened? Where is Graham Adams? Is he hurt?” “He's ...” More weeping.