The setting sun washed Boston’s old brick buildings with rose pink light, and the bare branches in the park interlocked like black ironwork against the sky. While Kylie ran ahead to see the ducks, May and Martin walked slowly behind. “Martin Cartier!” a bunch of kids called, surrounding him. He a...
It was looking more and more like his latest boss, Senator Gordon, would challenge the President in the next election. It was Monday, Thanksgiving week. Knowing that the delegation had returned that morning, she knew exactly where to find the senator’s jet-lagged chief o...
Bay tried to gather the kids close, help them get through every day. Tara helped her remember and plan things they had always loved—picnics in the shade, beach time, trips to Paradise Ice Cream. Bay went through the motions, doing the best she could—if she fell apart, the kids would be more terri...
Awake for good, Lydia Madison got out of bed and padded across the rough board floor to close the windows and watch the lightning. The Christmas trees, silvered with summer dust from the field and salt from Long Island Sound, looked so otherworldly in the intermittent flashes that for a moment sh...