Here's a little reminder, to myself, and other parents who may be gritting their teeth as they live with teenagers.
Anyone who cuddles and kisses a cat must have a good heart.
"OK. We can see it from here." Lara Carson pulled up at the side of the road, buzzed down the window, and pointed to the valley below. "Se the L-shaped house with the white gates and the green car outside? That's the one."
Home sweet home. Or maybe not. Eighteen years had passed since she last set foot over the threshold. Who knew what it was like inside now?
After school, numb with terror, she had stood in the pharmacy, gazing at the pregnancy testing kits and discovering she couldn't afford to buy one.I can't wait to see what you all are reading.
|This is an alternate cover that I did not use|
On the night I delivered Mercy Harris of a bastard child, the King's soldiers burned the city's suburbs and fell back within its walls to await the rebel assault.
"My lady, it was..." She groped for words. "I thought I saw the man from that night, the soldier," she whispered. "In the Shambles, peering at me from an alley."
What do you think? Would you keep reading?
"There's a distinct musical theme to this funeral, isn't there?" whispered Tracey to Jonathan and as she took another look around at the other guests, she was beginning to wonder what she'd gotten herself into.Also this week is Teaser Tuesdays. Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Open to a random page of your current read and share a teaser sentence from somewhere on that page. BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers.
A scooter horn beeped outside, signalling its rider's growing impatience and with no time to write anything else, he simply put down the words: "Sorry. Will explain everything when I get back" Then, as he hoped against all hope that that would be enough of an explanation until he did, indeed, return home, he put the note inside an envelope and gently kissed it, before placing it in the centre of the table.I hope this is a fun ride, like it promises.
What do you think? "Not a lot," she said. "A couple drops of Chanel."
We stood in the middle of the road, having walked together 13 miles that day and Claudine grasped my forearm. "Mais non! It doesn'...