He wet his lips, turned up the glass of orange juice to drink, and spilled it down the front of his brown plaid shirt. “Shit.” He turned his head around to see if anyone heard him, and grabbed a napkin and brushed it down his shirt. Finding out what Justin was working on was one thing, but then H...
Her good looks were the kind that made men – and women – stop and gawk. When she crossed the lawn headed to the repast tent, it was liked she walked in slow motion. Just like in the movies. Her mass of red, thick hair (not blonde, Oliver’s color of choice so we all thought) tumbled over her shoul...
She didn’t like that that “Dadgum copper,” as she called him, was summoning me like I was “some common criminal.” When I told her I had to make a statement, “Just to rule me out,” I’d told her, it upset her even more. I guess she forgot that she was suspicious of me, too. “I’m going to Gainesvill...
Margulies led us upstairs to a spare bedroom that had pink walls and a pink, white and powder blue quilt spread across the metal framed bed and matching pillow shams. She walked over to the boxes that were lined up at the foot of the bed. “Now two of these boxes are Jacob’s things and then the on...
I said to Logan, referring to the inscription on her jungle stone slab. “We still might find something.” She didn’t seem to care what I was saying. “Like what? A weapon of supernatural power?” She cast her eyes over at me disapprovingly. “Nothing supernatural, I’m sure.” I gave that comment a smi...