She gazed at the sleeping figure on the couch and sighed. She had already completed three afghans, two sweaters, and an assortment of baby booties. She was running out of nieces, nephews, and barefooted infants upon which to bestow the blankets and booties. Unfortunately—from a knitting perspecti...
Croix ~ 36 ~ The Second Husband KAREEM CHUCKLED AS his daughter ran through the house, a wild tempest of swinging pigtails. “I’m not going to school,” Elena sang out, her ritual morning rebellion. “I’m going to play all day long.” Far more serious a...
“Here we are!” Monty proclaimed enthusiastically. “Like I said, right around the corner. I knew we’d get here.” Isabella grumbled a sarcastic congratulations from her carrier. Rupert still lay on his back in the crate beside her. He yawned sleepily and stretched his front legs up and over his hea...
