Stanley @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } BLUEBERRY DREAM PIEIT TOOK LESS THAN five minutes for Jane to enter the office and collect Eliot. James gave her the Bronco keys and insisted she drive back to his house while he waited for the authorities.Those authorities turn...
Even through the thick wrapping it could sense the power of release. The clay waited patiently while the folds of newspaper were removed from its curved body. It seemed like eons since its pores last breathed the moving air. Blinded by light, it lay impassive as it allowed the dust to swirl curio...
His Realtor had called just as he was turning on the lights in his office, asking if the closing could be moved up to that evening. It seemed the sellers wanted to attend a friend’s birthday party on the afternoon it had originally been scheduled and would be eternally grateful if James were will...
Bennett pried Carter at work, Gillian questioned Willy as he was painting a pink San Francisco Doggie Town House on the front lawn of his rented house, Lucy and Lindy divided the task of grilling Phoebe, Ronnie, and Dylan during one of their weigh-in sessions, and James even asked a few subtle qu...
The mountains that swelled above them on both sides of the highway were a dark battleship gray beneath an opal moon. As the road wound over their shoulders, they seemed to emanate a sense of strength and endurance, causing James to think about how quickly a person’s life could suddenly end. ...
C.’s podium when the supper club members arrived. Having decided to split up in order to better blend in with the rest of the crowd, James meandered around to the outskirts of the audience and fanned his eyes over the throng. It was easy to spot the barbecue teams, as they stood near the front an...
First, it doesn't have the strength to stand up under use in thin members in chairs. Second, the wood is so soft that it is easily dented. —George Grotz, The Furniture Doctor Clara stepped down from Lex’s cargo van with a deep scowl. She quickly embraced her daughter and whispered in her ear, "...
Jackson Henry demanded, standing in the threshold between the hallway and James’s bedroom. James opened half an eye and read the neon digits on his clock. It was 11:00 a.m. He groaned and covered his head with his pillow. This laborious maneuver was unsuccessful in blockin...