Alone in her shelter, she allowed herself tears. When her shelter cooled to the touch she called to Gull, “Coming out!” She eased her head out into the smoky air, looked over at Gull. She imaged they both looked like… — Nora Roberts Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t up to the guys,” Maggie explained over her shoulder. “The landlords picked it. It’s a beach thing, you know, naming houses. The last place Wallace lived was called GULL’S CRY.” “Which was a terrible name,” Esther said. “Hey,… — Sarah Dessen Copy Share Image
