I enjoyed this book immensely. I laughed, I cried, I got angry, and happy.I had picked it up thinking it was a bit of light fluffy chick lit....."Ever since the Bommarito sisters were little girls, their mother has written them letters on pink paper when she has something especially important to ...
The first half of this book almost made me put it down. The writing was pretty choppy, and EVERYONE in this book had major issues that were pretty far off the charts. I wish the author had toned down their issues a little to make it more realistic. This poor family had a hard go of it, and eve...
Lamb has the potential to be a good writer. Her story, Such A Pretty Face, has an intricate plot, the character Stevie Barret is as likeable as the antagonist Herbert Barret is detestable. However, the book was merely a good rough draft. There was a lot of issues with the grammar and storytelling...
First, I marked this as read, but I have not finished it.....nor do I think I will finish it. The premise was intriguing--a woman has a heart attack in her early 30's due to her morbid obesity, has bariatric surgery, loses 170 pounds and is putting a life together for herself. And to be really ...
I laughed aloud at some of Tate's blogs, the triplets' antics and the mom soap star actress. From the most unlikely cadre of characters, Lamb spins a poignant and powerful story of family, loss, forgiveness and love. A heritage of witchcraft is woven into stories about the underground railroad,...
"I left my wedding dress hanging in a tree somewhere in North Dakota. I don't know why that particular tree appealed to me. Perhaps it was because it looked as if it had given up and died years ago and was still standing because it didn't know what else to do..." In her deliciously funny, heartfe...
11-9658 March 28, 1985 JUDGE EMILY CARRADONE GRENADINE SCOTCH WILD, having first been sworn, testified as follows: SABRINA SILVERS: It’s nice to see you again, Grenadine. You and I have met before, haven’t we? GRENADINE SCOTCH WILD: Yes. Q: And for the record, who am I? A: You’re Sabrin...
It was a clear night, the moon gold and orange, the leaves hugging my house starting to turn butter yellow and scarlet red. We drove out to Tory’s ex-home. I took my dull gray car and Tory took her car, a Porsche like Grandma’s, in case Lacey became tired and needed to leave. Tory’s home is on an...
I am thirty-five. I love science. I have degrees in physics and biology. One would think I would work in a lab or teach at a university. I don’t. I write time travel romance novels. My ninth book was released four months ago.My pen name is Georgia Chandler. My mother was from Georgia, a southern ...
Lightning quick, whispers, drifting smoke, a breeze. Bogdan and Gavriil’s training was excellent. Valeria would fake tripping, fake being lost, cry in front of a wealthy man or woman. They would move to help her, and I would move to remove their wallets. Valeria would stop crying, thank them, and...
She was wearing a Japanese-style kimono wrap, jeans, and a peacock feather sticking out from the back of her head. I wish I could dress with style like Georgie, but then I’d lose my armor. “I told May to wait for you in your office,” she said. “I told her to power up.” “Good. Thanks. I like your ...