The Mother Road was a heartwarming tale told on the dirty skirts of Christian divorce. Everything was right about the story--realistic characters who grow and heal, settings that walk out of reality, and spot-on pacing. The sisters travel a figurative as well as a literal Mother Road when they fa...
Tara had taken a few days off to spend Thanksgiving in Michigan with her family, leaving him to fend for himself. He hadn’t expected it to be difficult, until the director of a museum in San Diego called about the early Mexican pottery Max had agreed to loan them. Not only could he not find the r...
Nick asked. He might as well have asked her to recite the periodic table. “Whatever you’re having.” She was gawking. It was rude. But she couldn’t stop. As Nick approached the counter, Maura continued to take in the space around her. The Dot Spot was a clever combination of rural comfort and high...