Great 3rd read in Dewey's 24hr Read a Thon Apr 27th 2013novella review to follow,,,What a treat! The perfect length of read in a lightly handled style for this wee bit of romantic interlude.Kate has been jilted and we're made aware of that head on. What we don't know is 'the rest of the story'....
Zac jabbed a finger at the bay window, leaving fingerprints. “There’s a pond.” “I see it.” Shayna cringed at the smudged glass, but Nate didn’t seem to mind. Zac leaned in and breathed on the window, fogging the glass. “Does it have fish, Nate?” “You bet it does.” Nate stepped over and placed his...
At the top of the drive, blocking the single-car garage, sat a black, mud-splattered pick-up truck that looked familiar. Too familiar. Alani pressed the Honda’s brake, threw the car into PARK, and opened the driver’s-side door with a single breath. She stomped over snow-laden gravel and turned th...
Dylan skimmed a finger along Traci’s wrist. “Soft.” With her hunger sated once more and color back in her cheeks, Dylan had given the go-ahead for them to return to work. Now, his touch ignited a burst of sparks along Traci’s skin as she continued the lesson on separating eggs. Her cheeks heated,...
I see the school!” Kimmy’s sweet voice drew Cole back. He glanced in the rearview mirror to find her smiling at him. Her copper curls were untamed and her lightly-freckled face was smudged with chocolate toaster pastry. Green eyes, huge as almonds, squinted against sunlight that streamed through ...
But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up. ~ Ecclesiastes 4:9-10 1 Gravel chomped and spat beneath the wheels of Riley Harper’s Escalade as he swung into the long, winding drive off Cardwell Lane. Majestic white oaks, their leafless branches like gnarled fingers, formed a canopy, b...
How in the world had he ever allowed himself to be roped into this outlandish attempt to solicit an increase in ratings for his family’s Poolside Oasis show on the Home Living Channel? Harry Linkus, the producer of Poolside Oasis, strode into the room. “We start auditions in five, Ben. Are you re...
She breathed deeply, savoring fresh air resplendent with the scents of pine and summer sunshine. The two, mingling together, brought back memories of Nana and all the time they’d spent nestled in lounge chairs on the back deck of Nana’s house, reading together. It was funny, really, how each of t...
The soft glow of a security beam streamed from the hallway, bathing her in milky shadows as she removed a stethoscope and set it on the reception desk before shimmying from her lab coat and draping it over the desk chair. She released her hair from an elastic band and ran her fingers from crown t...
Mason scratched his head as he surveyed the mess of boxes along the floor of the stockroom. They created a bigger storm than the snow that continued to drop from the sky in fat, sloppy plops outside. “This may take a while.” “I told you so.” Josie used a box cutter to release the contents of anot...
Ryder asked when they’d settled into Ali’s car. Resentment ripped him to shreds and he struggled to remember the Bible verse, Ecclesiastes 7:8, Mama Stallings had shared with him so long ago. “Patience is better than pride.” But, Mama Stallings was gone, forever. The loss left a cold, dark cavern...
~1 John 3:18~ 1 Quinn Sanders juggled a full tray of breakfast platters in one hand and a coffee carafe in the other as she bustled along the crowded booths at Gus’s Diner. Outside, dark clouds lowered over the horizon like a blanket of lamb’s wool. Snow was imminent. Quinn thought of the bald ...
A quick wrap of netting would render the tree ready for transport. Nestled safely in her mother’s arms a few yards away, little Tilly Parker drank in his every move with dancing blue eyes. The machine whirred and sang. Then Tilly giggled as Dillon grabbed the modest tree from the baler and carrie...
Her dark hair, which had escaped the ponytail Misty had painstakingly gathered it into that morning, whipped in the breeze like an unruly black wave. But she still had the headband—at least there was that. Her eyes crinkled cheerfully at the corners just like Jack’s had while he discussed his dre...
Homey and bright, full of overstuffed couches with colorful cushions and cluttered with sheets of music and handheld instruments, Hunter felt at ease and welcome from the moment he stepped over the threshold. Music drifted through the inner room—something with a strong, methodic drumbeat accompan...
She opened her eyes to a cloud of smoke, and as the vapors thinned, she stared down into the gaping pit of an oil bay. The left driver-side wheel of the delivery truck had plunged through the opening, saving her from crashing into the back wall of Gunnar’s shop. But now, the truck was hopelessly ...
Carin cautioned. “But I really think you’ll be sorry.” “That’s not a word.” Corey reached for a handful of popcorn from the bowl Carin set on the table. He tossed a kernel into his mouth as he studied the Scrabble board. Nearly every space was filled, just a turn or two’s worth of tiles remaining...
Wyatt murmured as he turned into Kami’s drive. “Lots of potential. How long have you lived here?” “A little over a year.” Kami shifted in her seat, suddenly embarrassed by the paint peeling off black shutters set against stark white siding. The colors were drab and bleak, and a flurry of weeds gr...
Grant called as he approached the doorway to Gemma’s bedroom. The springs of her mattress squeaked beneath the pressure of her enthusiastic bouncing. “No more jumping on the bed. You need to settle down now or you’ll never get to sleep tonight.” She plopped onto the bed cross-legged and swiped a ...