Getting Away, an excerpt
It was an unquestionable terror that she knew should have been hers. But instead, a cool certainty left her awash … Continue reading Getting Away, an excerpt
It was an unquestionable terror that she knew should have been hers. But instead, a cool certainty left her awash … Continue reading Getting Away, an excerpt
She was trying to play his game. She had made the introduction, but he made it a contest. Who could get the other to admit attraction first? To suss out an intention? They’d been playing it all along. And she needed to catch up. Continue reading The Game of Crashing Into Strangers to Feel
She told her secrets to the river. It’d become a habit. Near dusk, she’d lace up her all-terrain boots, put on her heaviest winter coat, and walk to the water. Continue reading Top-Shelf Whiskey, a prologue
There was something quite golden about the light that peaked out of Desperado’s and onto the street. A welcomeness rang from its warmth, and its subtlety kept this exclusive somehow. Or at least, this is how it seemed to Logan, who was walking home from work, as she stumbled upon the place on one particular evening in late September. The wind was sweeping deep into downtown now, catching rebounds off buildings on the square and rustling all the fallen leaves. Continue reading Top-Shelf Whiskey, an excerpt