Seated nearby, Belle Sawhill used a magazine as a lapboard on which she was trying to write a letter to her sister in Seattle. The letter was an attempt to clear her mind, but each word was forced. Finally she put pen and paper aside and let the magazine slip between her knees."I'm worried, Ben. ...
The air was chill, but there was no wind. A Unitarian minister from Boston chatted solemnly near the graveside with the two women Melody Haines had roomed with. The tall one, Sue, glanced anxiously at her friend, whose face was a puff of sickness, and then over at the undertaker from Lawrence, wh...
At Rita O’Dea’s direction, Alvaro escorted her upstairs, showed her to a room, and gave her towels for a bath. Later Rita O’Dea told Alvaro to make himself scarce. She wanted to be alone with her husband. Ty O’Dea, who had avoided Alvaro’s eyes, was sitting awkwardly on the sofa. Rita O’Dea appro...
Gory bits of toilet tissue hung from his face. When he smiled, a thread of blood unraveled at the corner of his mouth. His whole head seemed uneven until Cole realized that one of the sideburns was gone. “I hurt my hand,” Henry said, and exhibited the dark deep wound in the palm. The wound looked...
Bellmore holdings, scattered throughout the Northeast, comprised shopping malls, office parks, hotel complexes, and condominium villages. The prerogative and power of the chief executive officer emanated from a clear, quiet appearance and an un-deflectable gaze. The high walls of his office pulse...
On Beacon Street, traffic was packed into a heated whole. From a tall window in the cool of her studio, Mary Williams gazed down at it with a sadness that had to do with other things. When she turned to the man behind her, the endless brow of his shaved head shined in her face. With a smile, he s...