She’s even been known to forget to eat when she’s writing a great scene—which never, ever happens in real life. When she’s not writing, Gail can be found in her metalworking studio, creating jewelry she sells at Fine Art Fairs. If she’s not making earrings or necklaces, she’s probably playing her...
I pulled my hand away from the old man’s and wiped my palm on my pants, horrified. Why on earth had I been holding hands with him? What was wrong with me? I wiped my hand again. We heard music wafting from the dining room. “Villa-Lobos,” said Josh in a soft, dreamy voice, cocking his head, listen...
And it wasn’t the only one. Disaster. Clucking, worried, more than a little irritated—and I didn’t blame her—Coach Debbie applied a skin-toned blemish concealer, dabbing it on with her index finger. “I’m trying to blend it in at the edges, but it’s ...