This is a beautifully written love story. It took me a little bit to get into it since it's very narrative and light on dialogue. I listened to the audio book and I absolutely loved the way Mark Deakins read the story about Doss and Abbie. I do have to say, as a breast cancer survivor, it was ...
Once again, Charles Martin has demonstrated his ability to write well. This novel is a page-turner with well-developed, believable characters. He obviously did a great deal of research on the various topics of the book (the Texas Rangers, lawmen, Texas mentality, horses, and so on), and it show...
In the same vain as Nicholas Sparks' books. A story of love, commitment and how far one would go to honor their spouse's dying wishes. I thought it was a little far fetched in places, but worth four stars. I have to gripe about the editing though. This is a peeve of mine in many books lately....
I've only read a few pages into the story but I love his writing style. There is one part in the book where the character is being asked about jumping over the hurdles in his football career to get where he is now, but instead of replying back like what would be your normal response, he replies ...
Charles Martin and The Dead Don’t Dance was recommended to me by a Goodreads friend some time ago. I finally got around to reading it and found it a good and pleasurable read. Thanks Midge.It’s a complete love story – the love of two life partners, the love of a father for his son he had dreams...
"Tucker, I want to tell you a secret." Miss Ella curled my hand into a fist and showed it to me. "Life is a battle, but you can't fight it with your fists. You got to fight it with your heart." An internationally famous photographer, Tucker Mason has traveled the world, capturing things other p...
They have one summer to find what was lost long ago. "Never settle for less than the truth," she told him. But when you don't even know your real name, the truth gets a little complicated. It can nestle so close to home it's hard to see. It can even flourish inside a lie. And as Chase Walk...
I followed my nose and found Paulina and Paulo sitting on the back porch. The back porch was a compacted area of dirt next to the house where the tin roof had been extended like a stiff tent over two posts. It was both a shelter from the rain and half a hot box. While Isabella slept, they were ta...
I placed a greasy hand on the receiver and said, "Hello?" The high-pitched screaming from the other end almost burst my eardrum. "Aaaaaahhhh! Oh-Ohmy ... Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" I knew two things: it was Cindy, and she was out of control. "Cindy?" "Aaaaaa...
The sky sank lower toward the north. The sun, moon, and stars changed their motions. The Earth fell to pieces and the waters in its bosom rushed upward with violence and overflowed the Earth. Man had rebelled against the high gods, and the system of the Universe was in disorder. The planets alter...
Every time he used the barn toilet, he used an entire roll of toilet paper, clogging it every day since he got here. His hands were chapped, cracked, and bleeding regularly from hard water and too much soap. He had yet to break the seal on the toiletries I bought him, and his face was one constan...
Evidence of the chemistry between Daley and me. She brought her guitar and her voice, I brought me, and Sam sat behind his motherboard and slid knobs up and down. Oz controlling all the levers. Smiling on the other side of the glass. After the fourth time through, he pulle...
Half museum and half retail, the entire place is decked out like a World War II headquarters complete with Willys Jeeps, a Sherman tank, ham radios, and leafy, netted camouflage draping hanging down from the ceiling. They sell everything from hard to find surplus like flak jackets, empty mortar c...
Trainer began the first day of anatomy class with three simple rules: "Drink unsweetened iced tea-the tannic acid is good for your heart, as is the absence of refined sugar; take an aspirin every day, as it causes your arteries and veins to become less sticky and less apt to catch plaque; and nev...
Ira, decked out in turquoise blue, met us at the door looking like a color swatch. She hugged Maggie and gave me a huge wet kiss on the cheek, which I wiped with my sleeve. She pointed her coffeepot at me. "You best not be wiping off my kisses. I don't give too many out." ...