Maude came to a realization, one that would change her life: with the role of a maid, she’d become an opera princess. ***
Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, and all of London blinked back to a delighted Maude. She and Matt stood alone in their bubble. Matt
Maude, you have no idea what this means, Cordelia said impatiently. It means I met a critic in a restaurant where I was gobbling everything in arm’s reach, Maude laughed. You have no idea who this man...
Gospel music. Gospel music is a very good example of what I’ve been saying. It comes from the Negro spirituals African-American slaves used to sing while working in the cotton fields. He swiftly chang...
Maude could almost picture James as a sixteen-year-old band geek.
Her voice rang out as clear as water from a fountain and wavered with deep emotion as the song washed away her doubt, drowned her insecurities, and melted her pain into a beautiful, calm river of hope...
Her only motivation in life, her reason for waking up every morning was the dream she secretly harbored. She
Here. This party sucked big time, he thundered as
Mrs. Ruchet, who never considered her as anything other than a housekeeper, a baby-sitter for her twins, and of course, her personal maid.
Matt, who was quite happy about his sandwich, thought fast. It would never do to let Maude know he found the sandwich not just delicious, but positively divine. How could two simple slices of bread wi...
L’amour est un oiseau rebelle Que nul ne peut apprivoiser Aria,
I guess this is it then, Aria said regretfully. Maybe strike days aren’t so bad after all. Maybe not, Maxime agreed. They
Finding out about a lost niece, raised by wolves in the jungle of a remote French town was weird to say the least. Ordinary for all, but the Joneses, like the strand of hair sticking out from a tight...
American girls swoon every time
A piano is like a friend to me, she explained slowly, carefully choosing her words. We are in sync. It never betrays me or makes fun of me. I cannot say the same about human beings.
You’re so eager to talk about love tonight. Why don’t you tell Matt how you really feel about him? All this tiptoeing about all over London, Prague, Berlin, and Milan. What are you waiting for? The ri...
York. Yeah,
I’d rather have sung one of Elektra’s solos. I can relate to her anger. You
I know your type. And I know you would smash my heart to little pieces. I don’t want to end up looking like the twenty plates I handled tonight,
Had you asked me the question a couple of hours ago, I would have been silly enough to think that the only feelings I felt for you were those of friendship. I know now that your friendship is no longe...