4.75 stars. Katy Regnery (the author of The Vixen and the Vet, which I loved) recommended this book last month on her Fscebook page and she made it sound pretty intriguing so I downloaded it and got a chance to read it today. I'm very glad I did! I'm already a sucker for stories where the human ...
Not every tree, even in dense forest like this, was right for it. He needed a tree that was not only tall, with relatively few low limbs, but healthy enough to bear extra weight—and to outlive the humans who were about to become its new inhabitants. He was almost out of sight of the girls’ tree h...
Her body was still spasming around his. Her heart was thudding. His too, strong and fierce against her back.The phone finished ringing, paused long enough for her to start to catch her breath, and began to ring again.She already wished she hadn’t said what she’d said. That he hadn’t said it back....
Alia tucked the phone audio bud into her ear so she could jog the woods path while she talked to Becca. “Hey, big sister.” They always greeted each other that way. They’d been doing it forever. Alia couldn’t even remember anymore when it had started. “Don’t mind the heavy breathing. I’m talking t...
This was no metaphor for shaky mental health. This was the narrow span of solid terrain outside her apartment window, overhanging the world below. Molly pressed one palm against the building and bent as far as she could, but her Jimmy Choo was still out of reach. She took one more step toward her...
The little coffee shop, which had been a warm sanctuary to her when she entered an hour ago, now felt steamy and claustrophobic, and she was grateful for the icy feel of the fresh air when she stepped into the parking lot. Ethan’s car was parked in one of the reserved Starbucks spaces, and she wa...
And he told her. “Nan was out. She had this Monday morning grocery run—she’d go to the little market and then the big market, and she was never gone less than two hours. I wasn’t living there by that time; I had my own place. This was the third time I’d tried to talk to him. The first time I real...
“So,” she said. “Tell me about Greg Stoneham.” “He’s great,” said Haven. Elisa narrowed her eyes. Haven held up for a moment under her scrutiny, then wilted and sighed. She’d been looking forward to this girls’ night, but also dreading it. Since Wed...