They chose Valentine’s Day 2005 as the date to release the engagement news and Camilla’s new title of HRH The Duchess of Cornwall bestowed by the Queen.
Cindy Thomas was working at the dining table she’d bought at a tag sale down the block.
Samantha watched the girls as they filed into the event hall, tilting their heads back to stare at the ornate vaulted ceiling with its oversized chandeliers dripping silver and blue crystals.
Malcolm ran. One hand curled against his chest, the wrist swollen and aching, the fingers numb and almost black in the sickly yellow streetlight.
When books are your life – or in my case, your job – you get pretty good at guessing where a story is going.
This happened back in March of 2010, when the Philadelphia train station still had the kind of information board that clickety-clacked as the various gate assignments rolled up.
Could a building sweat? If someone were to ask him, Walter O’Brien would say no.
The thirty-year-old mother of Madeline Zott rose before dawn every morning and felt certain of just one thing: her life was over.
How this new condition changes language, not we or us or ours but I and me and mine, mine alone the hollow hours.
I’m sitting in my therapy room across from a young woman.
At the age of somewhere between forty and forty-two — he didn’t know exactly how old he was — Wilde finally found his father.
Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once.
In a cramped hotel room high above the prayer-flag-strewn streets of Thamel, the main tourist district of Kathmandu, Nepal, Cecily snapped her laptop shut.
AnnieLee had been standing on the side of the road for an hour, thumbing a ride, when the rain started falling in earnest.
