People streamed in with returns and disappeared into the stacks, looking for a new read. Children’s story hour was at one, but moms brought their kids in early so they could pick out a new picture book. Teenagers came in to “study,” which more often than not meant playing footsie under the table ...
He wasn’t sure what was a more dangerous path for his thoughts to follow—Ruth’s blood, put in the mail yesterday and making its way to Denver, or Ruth’s unbelievable kisses.The second was what weighed heaviest on him, if he were being honest, because as much as he had loved their moments together...
They hiked into the woods for close to a mile without speaking, using the stream to guide them as it diverted from the road. Eventually, it led to a secluded spot: a small meadow of prairie grasses surrounded by towering pines. They were far enough away from the campsite that they could no longer...
How could she …? Why would she …? A few in the crowd laughed. Somewhere behind him, a man whispered, “Who didn’t see that coming?” More laughter.Ivan stared at his hands, but his fingers trembled. He shoved his hands into his pockets and reached for the emotion he knew so well. He opened the gate...
Did he expect her to lie for him in front of all these people?“It’s okay,” he said, beginning to unbutton his shirt. “I should have been honest all along.” Someone—probably Frank—wolf-whistled when Charlie slipped his shirt off his shoulders. “Will you take these?” he asked, handing over his shir...