3/5 (C)Hmmmm, frankly, Larkspur Road was not a bad book, but it wasn't a wowzer either. It's actually a hard book to grade for me because it had some really good elements, but unfortunately, it suffered from one major flaw.The good elements include likable characters and a very set-up, both relat...
This book was written in the same style as the previous one, "the book of names", with a lot of action and a very fast pace. The main character, Nathalie Landau, a Jewish museum curator, receives a jewel in the form of an eye, sent by her sister, who gets beaten to death right after having found...
Within each generation, there are thirty-six righteous souls. Their lives hold the key to the fate of the world. Now someone wants them dead. When a childhood tragedy comes back to haunt Professor David Shepherd, he finds himself in possession of knowledge that holds the world in a delicate balan...
Josy Warner has to get out of town—fast. A favor for a friend has plunged her into deadly danger—and sent the topflight fashion designer fleeing New York to a place where no one knows her name. The tiny Wyoming town of Thunder Creek may be more than the answer to a prayer. It could hold the key t...
With sunlight dappling the windowpane beside her, Josie leaned back against the upholstered seat of the first-class train car and stared unseeingly straight ahead. One finger absently stroked the frayed cuff of her sleeve—she’d changed this morning back into her reliable gingham gown—but she was ...
Make that four kids, he thought, as he watched Ethan and his pal Jimmy tossing a ball in the open field that bordered Annabelle’s house. Treasure was out there, too—chasing the ball, retrieving it when they threw it for him, and loping around the field, happy as a puppy. &...
THE CABIN was quiet, her room dark and fragrantly cool with wafts of mountain air floating through the open window. Outside, the moon-silvered darkness was alive with the chirping of crickets and the rustle of countless unseen creatures—soothing sounds that normally lulled her. But not tonight. O...
Looming mountains slumbered in the hazy June heat. No wind stirred the dust in the narrow, dung-filled street, no color brightened the flat grayness of the dozen decrepit buildings along either side of a crumbling wooden boardwalk. Even the Red Snake Saloon was quiet, the gold-vested piano player...
“You’re Coyote Jack?” “That’s me, mister.” Coyote Jack spit a glob of tobacco juice at his feet, then lifted insolent coal black eyes. “So now that you sent for me and I’m here, what can I do for you?” “Come inside to talk.” ...
She slipped on her pale green and yellow print baby doll dress and her cutest flats, fluffed her hair, then swiped on a touch of the lip gloss she’d bought yesterday with Shannon and Val at Benson’s Drugstore. She’d picked the shiny raspberry gloss, Shannon had chosen whipped strawberry, and Val ...
It wasn’t really happening. No, she was sleeping…waiting for Karla and Denny to come home with Sam…. Then she felt the chill of the night air on her skin, saw the sliver of cool moon glinting in a pure black sky burning with stars. She heard the faint hoot of an owl in the distance and sensed the...
She began teaching school at the clapboard-roofed schoolhouse, learning the children’s names gradually and their ways more quickly. Her students ranged in age from tiny five-year-old Laura Adams to strapping sixteen-year-old Toby Pritchard, Waylon’s younger brother. Some could read and count, oth...
Her throat was so parched she could barely swallow, yet she dared not stop to drink from her canteen or rest her horse. If she did, Steele might get too far ahead of her and then she would be hopelessly lost out here in the pine-scented ridges and gullies along the Mogollon Rim. She had never fel...