Adam had dropped Sameh off at Delilah’s half an hour before. On the drive to the office, he’d tried to apply some rational thinking to the whole issue of Sameh and the abilities she had. He needed to figure out whether there were other people who could do what she did. For all he knew, her talent...
She’d taken a wrong turn and had to backtrack, wasting valuable time, and the rancher, Adam Mayberry, was quick to ask scathingly what the hell had taken her so long. She took one look at the horribly mutilated calf and with nausea rising in her stomach, she told Mayberry ...
Her arms curled protectively around her belly, where the baby rolled and tumbled, getting a tiny foot stuck now and then in her ribs. The doctor in Michel, the small British Columbia coal-mining village three miles away, had told Anna the baby would come early in March. Su...
In a minute, we'll have the semifinals of the women's logrolling event, but first, for any out-of-state visitors here this afternoon, welcome to Minnesota, the North Star State, world renowned as the home of that greatest lumberjack of them all, Paul Bunyan, and of course his big blue ox, Babe. P...
Bruce was smiling, and he handed her a bouquet of violets tied with a yellow satin ribbon. She had a weakness for violets. She didn’t let him see how much she liked them. Or how much she liked the way he looked. He had a mouth that could only be des...
He knew they’d probably overheard some of what had gone on just now with Melissa Clayton, because the office they’d been using was directly across the hall from the nursing station and sound carried in a building as old as St. Joe’s. He strode down the hall, around a corne...
Could a guy die from a broken nose? He didn’t think so. He’d never heard of it happening, but he wanted desperately to call Sophie and find out. Could it take a whole week to happen? His throat tightened. “How—what did he die from?” “He was just wal...