That and the sun, I suppose. And maybe cheerful genes. I woke eager to get back to my regular schedule, more or less convinced we’d been set upon by a random lunatic, which I suppose made me a candidate for one myself. I breezed into the office and buried myself under a pi...
Was I crazy to choose a night alone in this overpriced dump over an impulsive cuddle with a man I was starting to like very much? Like very much, hell. How prissy could I get? I wanted to rip his clothes off. I wanted to see his body in candlelight and kiss every inch of it. But that wasn’t the h...
With a little time left over to talk on the phone if anyone happened to call. But Rob didn’t. Very well then. I applied some unaccustomed violet eye shadow. But to what end I didn’t know—in the hope, I guess, of getting a little male admiration from whatever quarter I could. My attire for the eve...
She had cried for about three hours solid, occasionally throwing things and once or twice beating on poor, dear Charles, who was about the only person she could stand right now.Even after investing three hours, she couldn’t make him understand. He thought if he went out and “beat the shit out of ...
But I knew he was right; I had to talk to Uncle Walter. For the time being, though, I pushed the whole thing to the back of my mind, just as I’d been doing all along, and concentrated on other things. First I called the district attorney’s office. Parker had been charged with the murder of Carol ...