Good for him. But the wedding won’t be for an entire year. I personally don’t understand long engagements. To me, it’s either do it or don’t do it, but don’t keep me in suspense. I have to get him a present, and if he thinks it’s not going to work with his fiancée, I’d like him to give me a heads...
Just outside of town on the rural highway loop, she slowed the Subaru to a stop. Emily gazed into the southeast and pointed out a blackened side of the far mountain range. Jane squinted into the distance. “You’ve got good eyes. That’s the backside of the coal mine. Peachville has two industries: ...
Chris bought the lie, although he fumed like a peevish schoolboy for an hour because he couldn’t get what he really wanted. Jane wasn’t in the mood to deal with Chris, knowing that his main objective was to get laid and then pass out half drunk somewhere between her couch and the bed. Chris had a...
An hour passed and then another and there was no sign of her. Carl retreated to his bedroom to send an e-mail to Kyoto while Kit wore a worried path in the Native carpet. She looked up to check the time just as the sound of car wheels crunching gravel was heard outside. Peering out the front wind...
Betty brought the pound of buds down to the kitchen and cut open the airtight plastic bag. To her shock and amazement, it still retained a fairly strong, skunky aroma with a hint of pine. She brought out one of the dense, dark green buds and clearly saw the frosty maroon red hairs. Some of the sm...
Almost three hours ago, Jane left her house with a nervous stomach but a determined heart to seek out and find the one person she never knew existed. For now, that quest would be on the back burner. As she walked south down the gravel frontage road, she began to regret her knee-jerk decision to t...
Directly after the mysterious I BEARED MY SOUL AND STILL YOU IGNORE ME??? clue, Jane clipped one of the Chesterfield cigarettes to the clothesline. Next to the notepaper with 1401 Imperial written on it, she attached the short stack of info that Hank copied for her. Jane stood back and read the c...
She looked like the archetypal grandmother. The cloying scent of Lily of the Valley and fresh baked cookies was all that was missing. “Did she tell them where she was investing their money?” Laura cleared her throat. The line of questioning was obviously not something she was prepared for. “Land ...