He’s got a big stomach, Uncle Dillon, Sam said as he settled in on his father’s lap. I know, Sam, Katie said. His belly nearly fills up the photo we’ve got out there.
Your uncle Geoffrey.
Think I’ve grasped it, but then it’s gone. Even some of his mannerisms—the way he cocks his head to one side and stares at you, expecting you to divulge the secrets of the universe? I know that look w...
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Suz, carrying Savich's plate, the scrambled eggs steaming, stopped to stare after Rachael. 'Isn't this par for the course--a sexy guy with two girls--I'll just bet the little readhead here threatened...
It was often said that the clothes made the man. He was now inclined to believe, rather, that one saw what one expected to see.
He looks troubled, then slowly nods. I suppose I have. Grief and loss, they help you focus on what’s really important. They make you more aware of all the anguish and the sorrow in the world, make you...
1908: A massive explosion over Tunguska, Siberia, leveled sixty to eighty million trees over 2,150 square kilometers. Blamed on an asteroid or comet, or Nikola Tesla’s Coil. The Bermuda Triangle J
She hadn’t been
Raclette and champagne to be delivered, then took a scalding hot shower.
Words or fists, it didn't matter. The soul was still shattered.
The ghosts didn’t stand a chance. They were probably cold too.
Sherlock said, 'He eats Cheerios for breakfast with our son, Sean,' and smiled. 'I eat a slice of wheat toast with crunchy peanut butter.
Savich said, Good. Everything sounds
SAVICH STOOD OVER the metal parcel cage he’d been told was called an OTR, looked at the boxes scattered around it on the floor, streaked and smudged with blood like abstract paintings. Only the packag...
Marie Curie is, of all celebrated beings, the only one whom fame has not corrupted. ALBERT EINSTEIN
I could eat a boot, I think, if it were well boiled, with perhaps a dash of salt for flavoring.
God, I’ve been like Don Quixote, fencing with windmills, searching for vengeance,