It is a bad sign when a book jacket is covered in glowing reviews from other authors, but not a single positive review from an actual unbiased book reviewer. I ignored that sign and read Shotgun Lovesongs based on a friend's recommendation. Despite the lack of real reviews, when I read in the aut...
Cinque amici e una piccola città del Wisconsin, Little Wing. C'è chi vi rimane per sempre, consapevole e contento; c'è chi non vede l'ora di allontanarsi, c'è chi ci vuole far ritorno per ritrovare se stesso o qualche momento di pace, c'è chi è costretto a tornarci perché soltanto lì può resister...
Aida saw how the poor girl tried to hide the scars: the cake makeup, the masking hands, the long hair and baseball cap. The edges of the puzzle pieces purple and crudely lined. Her mouth crooked, but somehow sweet. She smiled painfully at Aida. Pushed an envelope of money across the sticky surfac...
He stands at the Formica countertop, watching her wrapping dishes and utensils in newspaper. The house is so quiet. All the radios and televisions are gone. Most of the rooms so barren they echo. “I count six bottles of mustard,” Renée says. “And butter. Eight sticks in here and four boxes in the...